I Want To Give Up. . .I seem to find myself lost, once again, in my imagination and big thoughts. I am confused over most things and sometimes I just want to stop, because jealousy has that effect on me. Stop what? My art and writing.
Looking back through these arts I create, pride floods my body and I feel on top of the world. But, not as much as 5 minutes later, I feel like quitting. I get messages from groups, showing off other people's art and I don't usually go through them unless, of course, it is Invader Zim.
When I see other people's style, and good digital and rarely, traditional art, jealousy seems to get to me. I am always jealous about something. And if something could kill me mentally, it would be jealousy.
That jealousy, I've found out, has been killing my self-esteem and I can't seem to find that pride that I used to have. I have been struggling and constantly thinking of putting my art and writing to an end and just focus on other things.
Will I do this? No. Can I do this? No. It is mentally
Insane- DibInsane- Dib3 years ago in Drama More Like This
The bell rang. Finally Skool was over for the weekend. Dib walked out of Skool but was trampled by running kids and buried by paper ball wads, thrown mostly at him. Once most of the kids ran out Dib sighed and got up to watch them leave and they all waved cackling evilly, "Bye DIB , you WEIRDO!" They cackled again as some late kids pushed past him, making Dib stumble down the steps only to fall on his knees and picking himself up again, dusting himself off of foot prints and loose paper as well as dirt.
Zim walked out and sniffed in the earthly air, sighing. He then began to choke and gag, holding his throat before straightening up and wrinkling his 'nose', or whatever was there. "Foul EARTH smell.", He hmphed. He walked down the Skool steps to find Dib picking up his books and papers he lost during the stampede. Zim cackled as he slapped Dib in the back of the head so that he could faceplant into the hard concrete and loose his things. "See ya' later Dib-worm." Zim
Zagir- contest entryZim was down in the Main Lab, the lab was fairly dark other than the open elevator and the flat screen monitor that was above Zim, whos was leaning over a long table. There were scraps of metal scattered all over across the table. There was this metal contraption that he was mainly leaning over, using some type of flame thrower, that was really an Irken blow torch, hence the Irken symbol that was on top of the lid..Zagir- contest entry3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Zim quickly turned the blow torch on and pulled a mask that was hanging over his head down to hide his face, other than his antennae that was hanging loosely out from under his mask. He lowered the blow torch down so the fire made contact with the scrap of metal. It caused sparks until there was this small explosion leaving his mask black and charred. Zim growled in frustration and threw the mask off, his green face was not hurt or burnt but his antennae was fairly charred, so it sizzled slightly.
He looked the blow torch over roughly, throwing open the lid that had the