I've been trying to avoid the news (ESPECIALLY AT THE TIME LIKE THIS) but my father always attatched to the disheartening event.
As much as i want to pour out my emotional feel into this thread, i have the only supportive yet bigoted father who watches the doomscrolls the news; Heavily Fox News. I got someone near that told me to not sorry about it as my father did said that it's gonna get worse.
I don't feel as good in my own environment as i try and find the college programs i want to do online awhile to build my portfolio and get most out of my art career as a digital comic book visual development artist. It's hard to keep my head up without falling into a deep depression, anxiety attack and downright misanthropy.
I tried donating most as i can to the children of Ukraine and help the LGBT community in my area to the Rainbow Railroad in secret.
Just to put this short; i got alot of frustrating things in mind. I don't want the world to end right in front of me, along with the progress into the mix.
I just wish they understand me without thwm just brushing me off and thinkkng of me as a naiive idiot in the family.
I wanted to move out SO BADLY but NOW i have to deal with this.
It's either that i want my parents to stop watching that one sided news and actually try to have some reasonable actions to themselves,
Wanted to bloody move out and get a suite in a another city,
Completely redeem myself out of the most traumazing experiences i've been through when i was a thirteen year old kid,
Eacape reality for christ sakes,
Or just... I don't know,
Get rid of myself from the face of the earth.
I wanted to cry but feel empty. It's hard to go through like this.
I wanted to see ny local therapist but my family doesn't think it's necessary plus they'll think i'm just being hypochondriac.
I wanted to stay in bed and sleep forever.
It's hard. I'm trying to do a right thing.
It sounds like you've made some progress in the right direct, and that's amazing. I understand that your father is bringing you down. I have family that insist on sharing all that gloom and doom stuff, too, and I try to change the subject, I leave the room, or I allow them to vent/rant, but I don't listen. Instead, I try a specific mindfulness task, like counting how many red colors I see, or I'll rub the floor I'm sitting on and really pay attention to its texture and temperature. Those are just some coping skills that might help when you're in that situation and can't escape. Hang in there. You're doing so well. It's incredible that you're making comics and expressing yourself. You've got this!