Думаешь что я железо,я сталь?
Я бронированая машина?
Я в колючей проволоке и всю жизнь в режиме защиты..
Надо мной вывеска "не подходить,высокое напряжение"
Не бывает железу больно?
И любить оно не умеет.
Можно бросить сотню ножей, слова-пули пускать - останутся только вмятины.
Но представь себе - я человек.
Пожалуйста,хватит...
I apologize for the pause in drawing, due to the current situation...
Artist
Ulna_MooN
Я бронированая машина?
Я в колючей проволоке и всю жизнь в режиме защиты..
Надо мной вывеска "не подходить,высокое напряжение"
Не бывает железу больно?
И любить оно не умеет.
Можно бросить сотню ножей, слова-пули пускать - останутся только вмятины.
Но представь себе - я человек.
Пожалуйста,хватит...
I apologize for the pause in drawing, due to the current situation...
Artist
Ulna_MooN
Category Artwork (Digital) / All
Species Unspecified / Any
Size 1280 x 960px
File Size 220.5 kB
Hey, trust me when I say it'll get better. I don't throw those words loosely. All of my relationships have been around two to five years. All of them held deep importance and took up much of my time, taught me things (good and bad) and wound up meeting their end. Relationships, while joyous, are not meant to last forever. Love is not eternal, fantasy is not neverending. Our goal is not to live in love forever, but to appreciate those we love until they leave or until we die. This may come across as cold, but it's not meant that way. There will be someone else, after you've healed, who will make you feel loved again and show you new things. Now is the time for grieving, so by all means, grieve...but do not let that sorrow trick you into thinking that sorrow will be the only future awaiting you. You are worth so much more.
I agree, and I completely understand that sentiment. To let you in on a bit of a secret, that recent commission you're working on is a vent piece relative to my leaving a narcissistic ex of three and a half years. Or, more accurately, in the process of leaving. That in no way is a strangled cry to keep drawing (I'd prefer you did it when you felt like it as it comes out better that way) but the reason I mention it is because...sometimes it's nice to be told, "Hey, it's okay. You're not alone." by someone else instead of by your own mind. There's a strange sense of grounding that takes place, and really helps shape things. After all, the "easy" (or at least eas-ier) part is saying goodbye. Staying away...that's something I have yet to learn. Love is a toxic drug that us humans just can't seem to get enough of in that regard, even if it isn't real. Thankfully, with time and patience and one hell of a strong support system - we will prevail. We will be better, and we will be happy. If you'd like to talk further or merely vent about your experiences or, I dunno, watch cartoons together via Kosmi (new-age Rabbit) let me know. I may work a lot, but I can always make time for you. I relate far too much not to reach out. I was where you are, and at times I slip down there still. Someone reached out to me, and helped the pain fade so much faster than it would have alone...I'd be honored, if you would let me show even an inkling of the same generosity to you.
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