I felt for MCU Sam so hard I'm not sure I fully comprehend it myself. There's a lot of reasons to that, some I already talked about, some I'll talk about later. Of course the easy answer is "it's Sam and it's Tim", after all there's nothing more important to me than Fiction and Art and Sam is my favorite fictional character and Tim my favorite artist. But no, that's not the reason. While I always had a lot of affection for MCU Sam, I didn't really care that much about him, no

Today is a post about depression, suicidal thoughts and dissociation, with a bit of dysphoria. We'll talk about surviving and living. We'll talk about the way too ignored wounds healing can leave on your soul. It's hard to talk about it without talking about my life first so excuse the very long introduction. But some things need to be said in order to be understood. Putting The Lines by Twenty One Pilots because I think it translates my feelings very well, not perfectly, but

'Sup fellas, I'm happy to finally be able to write on that blog again. Like I said previously, I didn't want to post anything here until my blog would be updated too. A very dumb decision, but what can I say, that's how I work. Anyway, I was really hoping to post this update in July and we're in September so yeaaaah, never make creative promises, that's all I can say. So what changed ? First of all the blog, as you noticed through this page alone, but we'll go back to that l