Mahou Shoujo Fuyu Commission

Art by exellero

How did you decide to scientist? How you start works? And what did you do for that ?

Question: How did you decide to be a scientist? How did you start work? And what did you do for that?

Fox Adventurer - Character Design Challenge by selected artists: Iliyan Tzvetanov, Chloé Lhôte, Yufei Zhong, Innocent Prime, ChiaraTom

There’s some little aspects about myself that I am not quite sure about how they are configured. Are they a trace of being what is medically called ‘’being crazy’’ or are they just what we should all call ‘’having a different brain function’’? 

It is so hard to talk to people about it because I guess society is still working on the top of older parameters of judging and thinking. On my point of view, maybe we are all this time calling people “weird”, “crazy” or “mental” but in the end they are just bright and manage to see things on a different way. 

Think about how many myths around the functionality of our brain we are currently still spreading. For example, we don`t use only 10% of the brain, we also don’t have any evidence of the existence of right-brained or left-brained people. 

My point is: We are probably excluding some people from society based on how their thinking process is when they are probably very useful and might be able to do and see what is missing on this world.

ouch

You hate yourself so loudly. You hate yourself at the top of your lungs. Your loathing for yourself permeates your speech. “Sorry I’m just rambling.” “Don’t worry about it.” “Just ignore me.” “Sorry if I’m annoying you.” “Sorry I don’t make sense.” “Sorry about that.” Sorry, sorry, sorry. You act as if you have to beat everyone else to the punch. As if the punching bag is you. If you hate yourself first, if you hate yourself loudest, then nobody will hurt you. You clapped your hands over your ears and shut your eyes and balled yourself up so that you’d never have to experience people’s loathing for you. And it meant you never heard their love. You drowned it out. You screamed your hatred over it. And you never got to hear it. 

/bravery

I always think I should write more. Writing feels good, sounds nice and in the end it is one of the best types of therapies there is. However, like everything in this world, it requires bravery. You need to be brave to write because you need to be brave to expose yourself. To show what you think, what you feel, what your brain can create, it all requires a lot of self confidence. The same with sharing any type of art you create. You need to be able to trust yourself and say ‘’hey, I am good at this and this is good enough for me. I am proud”. To me, that’s how everything starts. 

Cinnamon buns 🐇

As infuriating as it is to see all the posts and screencaps on linked in and twitter and stuff saying “If you don’t be productive and do that project during this quarantine the problem is that you’re lazy”, there’s a lot of positivity out there saying to practice self care too, so it kind of evens out in my head.

What’s WAY MORE INFURIATING for me is that I WANT to write! I have a million ideas and all the motivation a writer could ever want, but I have to consistently keep putting it all on the back burner to focus on school which is charging ahead into finals week with my attention vaguely being dragged along as it tries to follow the butterflies instead, being jerked forward into and around deadlines just as I was about to catch up to the elusive pretty.