I feel unspeakably disabled right now.
I used to think I was good at my job. today, I feel like there's no way for me to even know if I was the world's stupidest person.
I'm there because of my dad. there's really no doubt about that. I feel like I'm held pretty accountable, but am I? or does he just keep me in a position where I can't really do any damage? am I a liability?
I've had this art that I've been agonizing over for a while.
fuck it.
I used to think I was good at my job. today, I feel like there's no way for me to even know if I was the world's stupidest person.
I'm there because of my dad. there's really no doubt about that. I feel like I'm held pretty accountable, but am I? or does he just keep me in a position where I can't really do any damage? am I a liability?
I've had this art that I've been agonizing over for a while.
fuck it.
if you lived closer i would give you a giant hug.