I’m sure I don’t say this enough bc this blog has evolved w me out of active recovery, but for those of you in those early, chaotic, agonizing phases (or coming out of relapse), it gets easier. I know it feels like you’re the one who can’t do it, and recovery seems fake or impossible to imagine, and you’re not seeing progress, and you’re in so much emotional and physical pain. This doesn’t last. If you keep going, pressing into recovery, you will move past this and the way forward will become clearer and clearer. You will get free. Yes, even you. 💗









Motivation ✨

Don’t forget

proof that the idea of “if you aren’t successful by your 20s it’s already too late for you” is the biggest bullshit in the universe

I’ve spent 28 years of my life in near poverty, making some really bad decisions during my teenage and young adult years and in a constant whirlpool of things during my childhood contributing to my severe anxiety and depression. People in my life – family, people who bullied me – tried to /actively stunt me/ from making art because they were convinced I’d never make a living from it. but I just kept dedicating my time to my passion for art and polishing my knowledge and skills and making the active decision to improve myself as a person and im JUST NOW making my very first comic series that is looking like it might be successful

I’m nearly 30
let your passion for what you love pull you through the times that fucking suck, and your break will come. realize that people who are very successful at young ages either have money/privilege, or EXTREMELY lucked out. they aren’t the norm.

Reblogging for the comment at the end

Colonel Sanders didn’t reach success until 73 years old, when KFC began to pick up. His original shop even closed. Now it’s an international restaurant. Just because you aren’t successful in your 20s doesn’t mean it’s over.


Thank goodness

All day today I haven’t been able to get one particular childhood trauma out of my mind so this is exactly what I needed.


That silly idea that you were thinking of writing? Write it. 

That embarrassing self-insert that you made? Write a story where they make out with someone you’d like. 

That oc who’s just a little too overpowered, maybe? Keep writing them. You’ll just have to make ridiculously powerful villains.

In a short amount of time you could die, and the universe will not care if you wrote about that self-insert, or typed up that silly story, or indulged in that oc. So why not do it? Fuck it.

reasons to not quit writing:


  • your writing is a skill, not an inborn talent (unless, yeah, maybe it is). not everyone can do what you do and love
  • everyone says they want to write a book. everyone has what it takes to write a book. not everyone does it anyway. you be the small percentage of success you read about
  • your writing will always seem brickshit horrible because you wrote and read it a million times
  • you love this writing thingy. quitting it will be like cutting off your fingers one by one.
  • someone out there will want to read what you wrote.
  • someone out there wants to know what is on your mind. 
  • someone out there appreciates your art. they will share it with their friends. they will share it with their loved ones. they will share it with their future self because maybe what you wrote saved them.
  • if you give up now, you know you will just come back to it again, whether it’s years from now, months, or next week. you love writing, that’s why you planted the seed of thought that you are going to write this book, and whether you come back to it or not, your unwritten stories will come back to you.










I love kids they’re all like.. “when i grow up i’m gonna be an astronaut and a chef and a doctor and an olympic swimmer” like that self confidence! That drive! That optimism! Where does it go

It gets destroyed by adults not believing in you and telling you to pick a realistic career. And by society creating all these obstacles to the point that you’re too tired to try.

But they’re not really unrealistic, SOMEBODY is going to be an olympic swimmer and it might as well be you.

Actually I want to talk about this a little more than I did, because olympic swimming is incredible and works perfectly to talk about attaining goals.

I used to be a varsity swimmer, and I was damn good, but I was forced into it by my parents and completely lost my love for it and therein my drive. But in high school I was swimming against such talented swimmers like Olympic Swimmer Missy Franklin. I’ve met her, and the main difference between her and me was that I was strong but had no passion, but she was strong BECAUSE she had passion. 

And I could have been good, really good, maybe even Olympic good. I even have the predisposition for it, been swimming since I was 2 years old, have a mom who was almost an olympic swimmer. Missy didn’t have either of those things, she just wanted it, loved it, had been doing it for a long time, and decided she was going to kick ass at it.

Right, that’s great and all, but I completely missed my opportunity to be an olympic swimmer, yeah? and can never achieve those dreams I had as a kid? No, not even though. There was this whole thought that female athletes peak when they’re 17 years old and lose their skills quickly after that, and male athletes peak around 19. But then Olympic Swimmer Dara Torres shows up. She was an olympic swimmer when she was 17, 21 and 25. Pretty normal age for retirement. She had a few kids. She kicked butt at being a mom. 

And then at 33 years old she decides she’s bored or something gets back in shape and kicks so much ass at the trials that she lands herself on the Olympic Team ONCE AGAIN. And then 8 years later, she decides, heck I’m 41 now, no one has ever made the olympic swim team as old as I am, I want to get in shape yet again and teach these children how sports work.

And she still has the record for oldest US Olympic Swimmer, not even any men have beat out that record.

So basically what I’m saying is you could be an olympic swimmer, you really could be. And there are obviously a lot of things stopping you and trying to get in your way: your brain, society, too much chocolate cake for example. But if you really dedicate yourself to it and love it with all of your heart you could, you really could.

And lets say olympic swimming isn’t your jam? That’s cool too. There isn’t a single skill in this world that you can’t learn if you absolutely love it and want to. Any skill you want is going to take time. There are countless famous people who started learning a skill after 20, 30, 40, or even 50. Not a single person has even been president under age 35 (most likely because you’re not allowed to be, but there’s a reason for that). Whatever you want to do you’re probably going to be bad at first, and I’m talking really shitty.

Van Gogh got started in his 20′s and was thought to have no artistic talent at first and was forced to sit in the back of classrooms where the worst artists in the class sat. So yeah you’ll probably be bad, like really bad and everyone including you will think you’re bad. If you stick with it though, if you’re willing to work for years and years, if you keep loving it after all the pain it’s given you, 

then you might just paint Starry Night.


#looks like there’s still time for me to learn how to draw

… YES. As someone who started drawing at 35 and who always was like: ‘eh, I can’t draw a stick figure to save my life, but I would love to be able to’ this is near and dear to my heart. If you want to draw, start drawing. Keep drawing. Be shit at drawing at first. Keep it up, doodle things on scraps but also draw stuff you don’t think you can draw. Challenge yourself, you will be surprised what you can do. It will be frustrating at times, but it will also be awesome. It is SO much a matter of practice and dedication, not talent.

This applies for writing, too.  

Don’t ever think for a second that it doesn’t!  Want to start writing?  Then write!  You will get better the more you write, the more often, and you will improve, all of the time, as long as you dedicate yourself.  

The worst lie we tell ourselves is “it’s too late.”

Society forces their narrative of time onto our shoulders and that is why people give up when they hit their 20s.