dud, i love your art style

i now want to draw her 🥺

We were a mess, unfulfilled, but at least it was like an escape for all of us from what was happening at home...
Thanks to them I gained the confidence to start new projects...a story...which escalated to being the goal of my two best friends and I...animations...a game...something...

I felt that I didn't need friends in person if I had them until I got to high school, when the group began to disperse and I started to make friends at school...the group we made of friends there was called "Vecindad del Nick"...

but there was no shortage of problems at home...that was the point in my life when my father started yelling at me how useless I am...
My first reaction was to share what I felt with my friends online...
We made a discord server which I manage now and it is a bit inactive...but it still exists

2nd and 3rd year of high school were online due to the pandemic...and I still failed classes, but more so because I was overconfident. that's when I thought I had all the time in the world to draw and play. I spent all my time drawing OC and playing pokémon

I realized that I could make friends and enemies on the Internet...but I met a lot of people that I no longer talk to except one of them...despite the bad reputation, Amino was like a "little salvation" for me.

I cried when I found out, but I didn't want to show it...in high school nobody believed me that my grandfather died and that's why I missed several days. at that time, I took refuge in the internet entirely, becoming part of the fandoms I am now

I don't remember the whole conversation, but I remember lying and telling the teacher not to tell my parents...and obviously she called my parents afterwards...and the same thing was repeated at least once per grade until I got to high school, when my grandfather died...

I'm barely 18 years old, 19 until November 1st, but...I remember that once, in 2nd grade, I made my father and my grandfather so angry that I wanted to die. I didn't know what to do, my child's mentality told me very silly things,but that thought reached my teacher and I had to talk to her

My father often says that all the education he gave me was so that I would be a "daughter to show off", not a stupid girl who could barely handle college...I always had low grades, especially with anything with numbers or a lot of difficult steps to memorize.

I always liked to draw, although my father never liked me to devote much time to it.

In the eyes of my father and many other with whom he had spoken to...I'm nothing more than a useless and complete failure...