Well, I was going to save this news post for after I published the art piece but I thought it'd be better to get the bad news out of the way before the good news.

Before I get into it this is going to get depressing so there's your warning.

First off, where have I been? Well if you read my news posts it doesn't seem like I've been gone, however in projects such as art, I haven't posted since February. That's because I've been working on the Arcane J. drawings, and while I could just post the drawings on here as well, I don't want to make my profile completely horror. However I've been getting back into my old digital drawing ways thanks to ibispaint on my phone. Or so I thought. Just recently my school announced that they are banning phone use during school, so I don't know if I'll be able to draw in school anymore, but I will still work to publish something.

Now outside of Newgrounds I've had a rough time. I'd like to thank @KennysComiks for talking to me and helping me :) But on July 8th I got into an argument with one of my friends and we had a falling out. I've felt super lonely recently so thank you, Kendall for talking to me through it.

Throughout the school year I've thought of a member on the Esports team, who in the first few weeks of school starting, took his own life. I felt guilty for never talking to him at least once since I was still getting adjusted to school again and trying to make new friends. Starting in late April I started having nightmares that happened every night to every 2 nights. The most prominent one being one where I opened my closet door and saw one of my friends hanging himself. Whenever I would blink or close my eyes I'd see it. The next one being me, my friend that I mentioned in the previous nightmare and the one that I had a falling out with were at a mall, they called me names and then pushed me into a fountain and I began falling until I landed on the sidewalk and people began laughing at me and calling me names as my body mutilated into this drawing of mine, then a giant worm from this drawing swallowed me and spit me out. Finally I was left abandoned in my room, crying in the darkness. The most recent one being where my school was shot up and everyone I knew was dead except for me.

When I went to the doctor's office the nurse had me take a survey and after answering the questions she told me I may have depression.

I've tried to keep this under wraps because I don't like talking about my personal life online, but I felt it was necessary.

If you've read all this I sincerily thank you and wish you the best.