I was only 16 when I joined DA one day after seeing a photography of Seattle's Space Needle on Google's search images for Seattle. At that moment, I just knew I had to join this site. It was 2011. It had been a rise as an artist over here. So much appreciation and love has always kept me loaded with motivation to draw or make something new every day. Then I started stepping out into the real world in 2014 and life happened.
If you are reading this and you can recognize me, then we were very good mates on DA, and you can tell that I haven't been on here for a long, long time - 4 years to be accurate. I've been through a hell of stuffs in life. I completed my bachelors, and fell in love during my time in college, we got engaged after a year of relationship and then secretly married each other. But then our families started raging against each other and their relationship became bitter with time, we started fighting because of them, I cheated on him for 20 days and realized my mistakes and confessed to him, apologized, he forgave me, things got peaceful and we were happy. But our families kept on getting bitter. We started fighting again. Everything was fine between us but then he cheated on me and did not regret one bit of it. He made me suffer every night while talking to that other woman and telling me on my face he loves that woman and he doesn't want to see my face. He hates me, his family hates me and my family hates me. He doesn't even consider our marriage as rational or acceptable since the beginning. He never introduced me as his wife to anyone. Not even his colleagues. Oh yes, we both got jobs before graduating. And I already left my job this month because it's depressing when everyone asks you about your husband who's cheating on you on your face and blames you for everything wrong in the world. We are still in the process of getting divorced. It's been a hell of a depressing phase for me lately.
I realized my whole four years in college was a waste of time after a guy. Thankfully my grades are still impressive. So today I chose to do what I used to do when I was single and happy - being here on DA for hours and never getting bored of making and browsing art. I know I have lost every family support but my DA family would never throw me away.
So I guess it's far better to make art than finding myself a safe place to cry where nobody can hear me every night.