Torkirby

Hi there. I've been pretty quiet lately, haven't I? Figured the time was right to make a wrap-up post again, after it being absent last year. 2022 was incredibly challenging to navigate. The year had many lows but also many highs, and while I don't think I'll look back on it fondly, I will remember it as a year of a lot of personal evolution and discovery. Earlier in the year I suffered through a pretty large hate/harassment campaign, and it mentally fucked me up for a while. I gave my statement on it and would prefer to just move on, so I don't want to get into why it happened. A major contributor to the mental trauma it caused me was the amount of people who I thought were friends get on board with the dogpile and just straight up cut ties with me altogether. Friends cutting ties with me out of nowhere is no stranger to my life. I've been hurt really badly before from those kinds of actions and dealt with not gaining any closure from some, but having prior experience didn't make

2020 is over. Wow, what more is there to say about last year that hasn't already been brutally talked about? How did I interpret it? Let's unpack some thoughts in my annual "Twenty-Something Wrap-Up" Journal entry. 2020 to me felt...oddly better than 2019? Despite the constant loom of the pandemic adding an extra layer of stress to everything, overall I felt much happier and more confident than I did the previous year. I turned myself around in terms of art output, and while I still feel like I have a way's to go to reach a satisfying goal, I can at least say I've actually made a lot of art this year. I still have my days where I don't want to draw anything or work on much else, but I've done a lot both for myself and for other commission work and I'm really proud of myself for making that change. 2019 had a lot of moving anxiety and depression, and that was a big factor into my general lifestyle habits and lack of art. Now that I've been settled in my new place for over a year, I'm

It's time to talk about 2019, a year that I think I'll remember as being one of my worst this decade. This year was hard on me. I struggled in a lot of different areas and I can't help but to feel like I've accomplished absolutely nothing. When I look back on this year, it's hard to think of many good points. I've certainly had them and far from every day has been bad, but as a whole it just sorta breezed by. I may have stagnated in 2018, but this year it felt tenfold. There was a lot of change that I've experienced in terms of living conditions. I started out the year living in a friend's apartment, but quickly moved out because of bad living conditions. I moved back home with my parents, but then moved out again into my own one-bedroom apartment because, well, they moved out too. The house I grew up in and have always called home is no longer mine, and that was probably the biggest hurdle I had to overcome. This is the first time I'm truly living alone. I've been doing okay and I'm