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Feb. 17th, 2015 05:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
shingaLet myself cry a bit today. Between anger this morning, feeling ignored, hormones, pain, and the most useless errand run of all time, I couldn't take it. So I cried for a bit.
I sketched and inked four commissions today. I'll color them tomorrow, I just can't keep going tonight. Which is theoretically fine, I stop at 5 when I can anyway. But I still feel... ugh. I don't know. Useless.
I know I'm PMSing hardcore today. I know that. But I'm overwhelmed even without that. Pain, exhaustion, stress....
Tomorrow I make phone calls. Tomorrow I go to the post office. Tomorrow I color things. Tomorrow hopefully all of this will be made possible by pain calming its fucking tits down.
I sketched and inked four commissions today. I'll color them tomorrow, I just can't keep going tonight. Which is theoretically fine, I stop at 5 when I can anyway. But I still feel... ugh. I don't know. Useless.
I know I'm PMSing hardcore today. I know that. But I'm overwhelmed even without that. Pain, exhaustion, stress....
Tomorrow I make phone calls. Tomorrow I go to the post office. Tomorrow I color things. Tomorrow hopefully all of this will be made possible by pain calming its fucking tits down.