I had a rough few years. At the midst of the pandemic I was diagnosed with ovarian cancer at 30, and the world has literally sucked since. My world &amp; the whole world came to screaming halt. Friends moved away / don't hang out or really talk anymore. I stopped partying as much after I got sick, and I'm trying to rediscover happiness &amp; new friendships but some days it's just so fucking tough. I also work from home so I spend most days alone.

Don't get me wrong, I'm so incredibly thankful that I appear healthy thus far. It's not every day I feel like this, in fact some days I appreciate the smallest of things &amp; see beauty that most people don't. Bipolar runs in my family and sometimes  I wonder if I have that too. Winter depression sucks, I'm cold, fucking bored as shit and burnt out to hell. I've been a full time artist for almost 3 years now, I'm broke and all I want to do is travel. 

I plan to go back to school next semester after 8 years. I'm excited about that but I'm just having a shitty day. I think most of it is due to seasonal depression with a sprinkle of razzle dazzle. ✨

Anyway,  thanks for letting me vent. I just needed an outlet. It helps me to sort out my emotions by typing them out. If you made it this far I really appreciate you reading..

How is everyone holding up? I hope you're all okay.