@victoriaying Sup! I am Lemon, Walker of Worlds, Seer of Souls, Diviner of Impossibilities, Challenger of Patterns, and so on and so forth. I work in a lot of styles and mediums (mostly digital recently). A lot of occult, autobiographical, and therapy art. Occasionally very cursed. 😬

I've noticed that I will mask/censor myself in writing especially when I am expressing negative emotions. And it seems silly to me now that I would fear others' reaction to info that they literally don't have access to, but it's because my privacy has been invaded before.

The purpose of a journal is to be able to unload all of the intrusive thoughts, anxieties, and other feels in a private and emotionally neutral space. It is then your choice whether you wish to share these feelings with another person or not.

A little sketch of the party's biggest and littlest mascots

💚🍃 kestrels 🌲🐛

A biblically accurate self-portrait for my birthday!

Ohhhhh! I'm playing a skeleton character with no filter because I'm unmasking irl

It sucks, because I love helping people bring their vision to life. But I've spent so much of my education and professional career being an art factory. I'd rather just keep drawing to myself from now on.

I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to do commissions again. I just can't draw for other people anymore. Now if you want me to teach a weaving, candle-making, or crochet/knitting class by all means. I should really get in touch with ren fair people, huh?

I am exhausted. I just want to be somewhere where I feel safe. I just want someone who understands that I am extremely traumatized and doesn't take my cries for help as a personal attack. I get that I'm a lot of work. Literally all I want is peace.

My problem is that I desperately long to be accepted but I've spent my entire life making myself invisible for fear of being perceived.

Here are the cards in the Strange Beast Tarot, pre-orderable in late January. The deck conjures up a fascinating bestiary of odd forms, curious gods, and creatures unsure about their place in this universe(but still trying to find a place to belong). Here is the Ten of Swords.

If you know me at all, you know D&D has been a huge part of my healing and art journey. And it deeply saddens and angers me to see the game I love and the creators that I love suffer for capitalism's sake.

In light of Wizard's recent news, I will no longer be purchasing from or writing 3rd party content for D&D. I will be converting The Other Side into its own fantasy RPG system.

My first week of #dungeon23 complete! It's a hedge maze/enchanted forest vibe.

Hey! Need a few moments to recharge? I'm here for you with a cozy stream & good vibes:

I'm just trying to find some peace, y'all. It is so incredibly difficult to make art when I'm constantly fighting to stay alive. There's a lot more nuance to my story, but them's the basics.

I haven't been able to keep a job. I haven't felt safe in my marriage or friendships and haven't been able to articulate that until a few months ago. I've learned that I'm autistic and ADHD and I've developed C-PTSD and potentially DID from a legalistic Christian upbringing.

I'm hoping I can find a mental healthcare professional that can help me make accommodations for my everyday tasks as well as help me make achievable goals. My entire adult life has been focused on reparenting versions of myself in an attempt to regain control.

Life Update: My day-to-day life is relearning how to stay alive: feeding myself, brushing my teeth, drinking water, etc. I'm hoping to get back into therapy soon now that I have a better understanding of how my brain works and how to communicate my needs (only took 8 years...)

Where would your adventure take you?