thinking about how when you experience a lot of shame in your formative years (indirectly, directly, as abuse or just as an extant part of your environment) it becomes really difficult to be perceived by other people in general. the mere concept of someone watching me do anything, whether it's a totally normal activity or something unfamiliar of embarrassing, whether I'm working in an excel spreadsheet or being horny on main, it just makes my skin crawl and my brain turn to static because I cannot convince myself that it's okay to be seen and experienced. because to exist is to be ashamed and embarrassed of myself, whether I'm failing at something or not, because my instinctive reaction to anyone commenting on ANYTHING I'm doing is to crawl into a hole and die. it's such a bizarre and dehumanizing feeling to just not be able to exist without constantly thinking about how you are being Perceived. ceaseless watcher give me a god damn break.
we are never getting high res images so I was trying to make this one high res manually by tracing the original with a gnarly pencil but I got too lazy to commit.
Transparent png of just the lines:
free to steal tho you ought to disclose that it’s unofficial
Im going to the dethklok concert later today and i was rlly scared people are gonna think I’m a poser cuz the shirt im wearing is a reprint and I’m not even sure it was ever an actual shirt design. I drew this so describe to my friend what would happen