I was looking through my old artworks...

I was feeling nostalgic and decided to look for old artworks of mine, since I had deleted the account and basically all of my old digital art. I scoured the internet and most of the art that survived was mostly reposted. Which, I'm honestly grateful for. I know very well that at that point in my life I was an emotional wreck and wanted it all gone, so I deleted everything, but boy do I regret it now. I must have gotten rid of well over 100 digital art pieces.

Luckily, the reposters managed to snag and post some of my old art. I've downloaded all that I could find, only managing to get 36 pieces of old digital art back. Seeing all the old pony art... it's nostalgic for sure, but it also brings back bitter memories. But also, I'm not the same person I used to be. I have a better handle of my mental health now. I can look at my old art and not cry. If anything, I'm mostly just sad. Both at my previous sadness, but also because I deleted it all to try and escape.

I mainly wanted to escape because I felt trapped by my inability to say "no". No to art requests. No to being friends with a person who did not help my mental health at all. I was scared. So I deleted everything.

...I made a Tumblr blog dedicated to my old art. And, potentially, will be updating it with new pony art as time goes by.

I'm feeling... happy for seeing my old art again. But mostly, I am bittersweet.

I'm planning on working on the next chapter for Wing Envy soon, so look forward to that (plus a second self-insert fanfic because I have no self-control).

I hope that y'all understand. And have a lovely day.