Old me was right, I was gonna just stop being here. Hilariously enough I was able to guess my old password and log back in.
I kinda stopped making art, I kept writing though. Probably the only thing that stopped my mind from splitting open with all the ideas that were backed up in it. I miss making art, I miss drawing. I miss just not caring how good or bad something looked and just being happy that I made something.
I want that feeling again.