So, after a *mumbledy mumble* long absence, I'm back.
In late 2012, a person joined my household who abused me mentally and emotionally. They set themselves as the arbiter of what was creative. My photography sucked, my drawing sucked (never mind that on the later, I claimed nowhere near a professional level, more of a near beginner). The fact that I was in the roughly 10% of people who can't use a graphics tablet that isn't like a Cintiq meant I was a bad artist.
They left my life 18 months later. I cut the ties because I needed to save my own sanity. I wish them well and I hope they get the help they need.
The journey back to feeling and being creative has taken a long time. It's not been a straight line by any stretch. I have had many cathartic moments that lead to where I am today.
Hopefully I will be posting more in the coming weeks and months.