DLJoe

I've spent these past few years in an attempt to make something out of myself by starting a career, only for a combination of mental and physical disabilities to slam closed every door I've pried open. Education, trades, self-employment, and even spending the last of my college funds on a commercial license, all failed ventures, none will give me the time of day now. I've confirmed the feeling I've had my entire life that I'm really, truly, good for nothing. The only thing keeping me afloat at the moment is the love of my family.

I've hit a low point. Vent in alt text.

I don't have any regrets, learned a lot of good lessons. Already got a plan lined up for the future.

I don't plan on going back to doing comms because I destroyed my mental health trying to draw for a living. I might post some doodles every now and then. Feel free to spread the word around.

I've seen a couple people asking around for where I've been, so I might as well use this to explain some stuff.

I'm alive, I haven't drawn in several months because the last two years were me trying to get a "real job." Just quit my job at a trucking company and I'm back to square one, more or less