Second Attempt At Cirrus - November 2022

consent doesn’t only apply to sexual touching.

you’re allowed to tell people not to hug you, not to hold your hand, not to kiss your cheek, not to play with your hair, not to put their hands on you in any way without your permission. you’re allowed to be uncomfortable with these kinds of touching, to tell people that, and to have those boundaries respected. just because a touch isn’t sexual doesn’t mean that you’re not allowed to have a problem with it.

you’re allowed to create boundaries about what happens with your body and what other people do with it, regardless of those people’s motivations or their relationship to you. it isn’t only sexual touching people need your consent for and it isn’t only sexual touching that you’re allowed to revoke your consent for. people should not be touching you when you don’t want them to no matter what kind of touching it is.

I finally finished designing my obnoxious, yet stylish watermark! Now I just need to edit all my works ( again) and run them through glaze.

It's hard to come back after years of being offline and the current art climate isn’t making it any easier with the a/i bullshit and all that. Not posting any of my works was an important step to fixing my relationship with my own art and part of me is afraid once I start making my works public again, my mental health will get worse.

The worst thing about getting diagnosed with a disability/chronic illness as a young adult is realizing I’ve dealt with a lot of these problems since I was born. Without having a diagnosis, no one listened to me, and I’ve lived my entire life pretending to be a “normal” functioning person while suffering alone for survival. Whenever I couldn’t pretend anymore, there was just something wrong with me “emotionally” or I’d be given a bandaid to make me feel better temporarily. It was so easy for my doctors and parents to make snap judgments that left me/my body at fault. Moody, difficult, anti-social, spoiled, anxious. I thought there was something wrong with me mentally my entire life because I’ve been consistently dismissed, invalidated, and expected to be high functioning without accommodations. I wonder if my nerves would cause so much pain if my sensitivity was acknowledged or if I’d have trouble walking right now if I wasn’t pushed beyond my limits. It’s so much harder to accept disability as an adult because of the amount of ableism I’ve unconsciously internalized over the years. Being loved, worthy, and successful has only ever been associated with performance and productivity :/

being an artist today moodboard

I used this image because I’ve seen it posted without a source SO many times.  (I’m looking at you Disney fandom)

Artwork - [x]

From December 2020

" Eat Your Heart Out " December 2021

Embroidery Art

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