A few doodles of catboy fursona, Triste Miedo looking sad and forlorn with interspersed poetry:
Where does it come from?
Why won't it stay?
I want the joy of satisfaction
And satisfaction rarely comes
Afraid to take one more step,
I feel toxic and poisonous.
A contamination
I'm afraid, scared, frightened, tense, stiff, scared.
Because I'm not good enough but I NEVER will be and thats ok
This isnt my instinct anymore, its fear
And self loathing
And inward disgust
I have to make it be okay
You have to give in to the fact you already know people are laughing at you
[Sketch Comic Essay on Fear and Self Doubt, Paranoia Trigger]
You have to give in to the fact you already know people are laughing at you
Creating becomes hard when it couples with panic attacks
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