The realization that you’re dependent on anything makes you feel as though you’re not a stable, fully formed person.
Three months ago I couldn’t imagine feeling the way I do now.
I previously felt so influenced by my emotions that even a depressing landscape could send me to a point of physical sickness.
If you’re hiring an artist: Be nice to them. They are human beings too and stuff. Don’t ghost them like you’d ghost an ex.
I’m sorry I don’t walk around sporting a huge smile like a creepy android that just learned how to be human.
If my spine were an iPhone, it would be cracked in three places and drying out in a bowl of rice right now.