
There are things in life that brings you joy. You cherish it and enjoy it every time. It defines a part of who you are. Soon, that one thing can slowly start to bring you less happiness to the point where it no longer makes you feel anything. Its not because of boredom, but because of something else. It could be depression, a loss of interest, fatigue, a trigger, a memory, someone or something made it so what you enjoy is less enjoyable. That joy is still there, but now just dormant until it comes up again.
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I get something like that with forms, and it's frustrating. Every time it happens, there's just that feeling of "Well, what AM I then?" They click so strongly in the beginning, and then years later, I just can't feel them nearly so well. I envy the people who've been able to find a species that just fits them so perfectly that they can keep it for 20-30 years.
Even more frustrating, a couple years ago, I switched from Hoofbun to Dragon, and then suddenly Hoofbun just came back and hit me in a way it hadn't been doing for a while. It's like, "Where was this feeling before I went through and changed all my profile pics?" So I ended up going "Schrodinger's Mess", especially once Yinglet slammed into me and added itself to the mix. I just flip between them practically at random, unless I'm specifically calling one up to channel into my writing.
...And I'd rather focus on that side of this idea than actually dig into how I haven't had the draw to play games because of depression borne from disability and stress. >.>
Even more frustrating, a couple years ago, I switched from Hoofbun to Dragon, and then suddenly Hoofbun just came back and hit me in a way it hadn't been doing for a while. It's like, "Where was this feeling before I went through and changed all my profile pics?" So I ended up going "Schrodinger's Mess", especially once Yinglet slammed into me and added itself to the mix. I just flip between them practically at random, unless I'm specifically calling one up to channel into my writing.
...And I'd rather focus on that side of this idea than actually dig into how I haven't had the draw to play games because of depression borne from disability and stress. >.>
I don't think growing up requires you to give up anything at all. It's more something people put into your head that you have to or had to do in order to be more 'adult'. The fact though is that there are things you have to do as an adult, and things you have always been doing that you can keep right on doing as long as you're not forcing them to intersect with adult time.
I am not disagreing with you.
but at times some people take so much pressure as adult from others to 'stop being childish' because of stuff they like to do.
like I get people looking at me strangely because at 44 years old people don't understand that I still like mangas and animes not just regular movies or novels. and that I still like plushies too.
I am not the kind to listen to other's wishes other what I do but unfortunately some do...
but at times some people take so much pressure as adult from others to 'stop being childish' because of stuff they like to do.
like I get people looking at me strangely because at 44 years old people don't understand that I still like mangas and animes not just regular movies or novels. and that I still like plushies too.
I am not the kind to listen to other's wishes other what I do but unfortunately some do...
There is this curse that humans possess that is called 'intelligence' that makes them overthink things.
I can't help but feel it's oddly cruel of you to force it on this puppy.
Dogs are always happy with the things that make them happy; this is part of why they're able to deal with even some abusive people with more joy and love than they deserve.
I don't think even an anthro puppy would lose that eternal innocence, or at least, I would hope not.
Humans burden themselves and each other with this weight; it's the reason so many of us have heard the phrase 'Grow up!', which loosely translates into, 'Stop enjoying your life and start looking more at the horrible side like the rest of us do!'
It's also the reason so many of us were drawn to this fandom, because in our own individual thoughts, we looked at the more horrible things, then decided 'forget that!' and instead looked for things that made us happy.
As much as I appreciate the point you're making here, I can't help but feel sad for the little guy being put in this position.
I can't help but feel it's oddly cruel of you to force it on this puppy.
Dogs are always happy with the things that make them happy; this is part of why they're able to deal with even some abusive people with more joy and love than they deserve.
I don't think even an anthro puppy would lose that eternal innocence, or at least, I would hope not.
Humans burden themselves and each other with this weight; it's the reason so many of us have heard the phrase 'Grow up!', which loosely translates into, 'Stop enjoying your life and start looking more at the horrible side like the rest of us do!'
It's also the reason so many of us were drawn to this fandom, because in our own individual thoughts, we looked at the more horrible things, then decided 'forget that!' and instead looked for things that made us happy.
As much as I appreciate the point you're making here, I can't help but feel sad for the little guy being put in this position.
This is so real!
You always find the perfect way to encapsulate a feeling, I especially love the color fading away as the passion does.
And that second-to-last panel really hit a personal spot. Losing interest in something that is a core part of your identity brings with it a certain sense of guilt.
Happy to see your art, as always, even if I don't comment often!
You always find the perfect way to encapsulate a feeling, I especially love the color fading away as the passion does.
And that second-to-last panel really hit a personal spot. Losing interest in something that is a core part of your identity brings with it a certain sense of guilt.
Happy to see your art, as always, even if I don't comment often!
This hit for reasons you described here but also a bit differently, like Final Fantasy 14, I finally unlocked a class I had REALLY been busting my butt for and now that I have it I felt accomplished and happy for a dew days...then the realization set in that I'm not really enjoying it as much anymore, but it was for a few reasons you listed, but the SOLE reason they all revolved around was: The fact that my joy for my newly obtained class...would be even more so if I had someone else to enjoy it WITH, I have no gaming friends and have been running FF14 solo this entire time...and realizing that hurts.
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