Yep, first public drawing of the year, and it's a shitpost quickie with a little creepy side obviously inspired by a certain horror franchise, yet not directly related to any of its events or characters. But what I said in the last journal does seem to be true, there's only one thing that brings me joy now, and it is drawing. At least among the most common stuff, not every day would I play a new game that would astound me, because I've played them all before, or watch a movie in the cinema. Talking to people through voice chat in Discord was the last outlet, but since that other incident I can't find myself guilty of, that isn't an option anymore. And so, with each passing year I grow even more tired of faking smiles when most of the emotions I tend to feel revolve around either not caring for anything or pure hatred, even when I try to tell myself to feel happy for a friend... I'd hate to call this depression, since drawing does bring me positive emotions and the desire to experience them again and again. Zarry's story is also planned to revolve around overcoming this feeling of emptiness and hatred, which was the sole reason I used her here.

I want contact with friends, old and new, in real life, not online. But I know it's next to impossible now, so all I can do to not feel empty and incapable of positive emotions is draw. That is all I have to say for now, please carry on. See you on the 14th.