I have a song in mind. Three singers, bass, baritone, and tenor, playing a guitar, a tambourine, and tapping sticks. I have to sing all three parts myself. If I don't write it down now, I'm going to forget it. I have imposter syndrome so bad. Or maybe it's learned helplessness. But I'll just do my best and then the result will tell us whether I'm an imposter or not.
Agender symbol, white on black, HD
Agender symbol, white on clear, HD (for printing)
∅ Hi, Blue here. ∅ I made an attempt at drawing something useful today. This is my version of the agender gender symbol. I like the use of the empty set sign from math to represent my agender identity. I wanted the image to print on a couple of t-shirts. So that's my image for today.
I don't feel like I have a particular gender, and that is totally valid!
I slept all day today. I wish I didn't hate myself so much. I really have a lot of self-hate. Forgiving myself is something I'm working on. Being angry at myself for being disabled is so cruel and bigoted. I just want the mental screaming to stop, so I can rest.
Affirmation of the Day: My name is Blue, and I have a nice smile.
Hey, I found another artist doing a repetitive art project. They're drawing worms over and over again. I like bugs and worms. Check them out!
62, woems
I'm a former janitor. Sanitation adds at least 20 years to our average life expectancy, maybe 30. Sanitation saves more lives than medicine, by a lot. If you are alive, your life has been saved by sanitation. Being a janitor should be a solid middle-class job, like being a garbage collector.
i think janitor should be the highest paying job in a society
I am too depressed to do anything, and my thoughts are troubled by paranoia. However, I feel more stable than I did yesterday. Daily Affirmation: My name is Blue, and feeling bad does not make me a bad person.
∅ Behold, the artistic genius of Blue! ∅ I have truly captured the essence of architecture in this glorious image. Magnificent!
Okay, maybe my community is more generous than I thought. I got 6 dollars in four hours of begging. That meets my fundraising goal for today. I just want to try to make 5 dollars a day to pay for my nicotine habit. I'm sorry I went off the rails there. I hate it when my anger takes over. The anger, I think, was a response to putting myself in a very phobic situation. Rejection hurts, but I should not wish others ill. Some days, the mental illness wins.
Okay, here's a rainbow compass. I've made a lot of progress on my self-esteem. I think maybe now I will start working on my sense of gratitude. Today, I am thankful for my delicious cup of coffee.
Hi, my name is Blue! Nonbinary, agender, they/them, 37.This blog is art therapy. Secondary blog: tumblr.com/bluesketchblue
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