Hi, people. I'll try to keep this short:
As some of you may have noticed, I haven't really been online in the last two (closer to three) months.
In between family health issues and general life stresses, I've completely lost my ability to sit down and write. And that means that seeing all the requests and drafts I have piled up just gave me anxiety, which just made me not want to open this app at all. That meant I wasn't getting anything done here, which just gave me more anxiety, and there you have a vicious cycle of burnout.
I'm still dealing with that. That's why I'm officially putting this blog on indefinite hiatus. For anyone who still likes my writing, sorry about that (although I'm not really sure if anyone likes Last Legacy anymore anyways). I'd like to come back eventually but I currently have no plans or ideas about when that would be or what I would do.
To the friends that have reached out, both in messages and asks, thank you (I'll check back in a few times over the next few days to respond to anything new). Uh, hopefully you all see this post. And to anyone who's enjoyed this blog, thank you. I've really enjoyed getting to post my little stories and hopefully brighten people's days a bit.
Anyways, for anyone who still wants to reach out for whatever reason, I've made a little blog called @justsomerandommoviestuff . It'll mostly just be reblogs and random little things but it's open.
I guess that wraps up what I wanted to say. Thanks, everyone, for sticking around this long.
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My anxiety and depression feel like the ocean. Even when I'm not drowning in it, I'm having to fight to swim and it's exhausting. Even when I'm not swimming in it, it's still there, waves greedily lapping at my feet. It's always there.
I don't talk about it because there isn't much to say. Everyone already knows the ocean exists, yknow? Telling them it does just seems redundant.
Even when I'm sitting safely on the shore I can't stop thinking about it, staring at it, swaying where I stand because I've forgotten what it feels like to stand without the waves. Just waiting for the tide to rise again because I know it has to. Waiting for the ocean to disappear even though I know it never could.
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i said this yesterday and its been a while since i mentioned it and even longer since i explained what it means and why? basically a primary/intended audience is the people that will care about what youre putting out the most, first and foremost. ive centered my art's intended audience around myself, as a way to make sure i dont cloutchase or pin self worth on other's approval or get burnt out on things i dont want to draw. i know myself and how my brain works and none of those would be a good situation for either of us, so i make sure that i like the art i draw myself before i post it, and while i do consider what others think, i dont prioritize other's approval or attention over my own approval or attention on my art. its always appreciated but its never like. the main sole initiative to post whatever ive drawn next
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https://www.tumblr.com/famewolf/717956178790039552 the argument “you’re trans friends / jewish friends etc etc wont trust you” is so silly like i’ve never even met a trans or jewish person why does everyone assume we have them as friends :/
I'm baffled. The answer is simply, 'not everything ever said is about you'.
No one assumed anything, but you sure did assume that this post was about you, despite you saying to yourself 'hey, I don't relate to this, why is this about me? Why are people talking about me?'
This comment was towards "allies" who still put their friends and loved ones at risk because they lack basic fortitude.
If you aren't friends with folks different from you, if you lack the ability to accept or understand people different from you, then I hope that one day you gain Empathy as an ability. Life without it is barely life at all.
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