Izabelle
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MY FAVOURITE THINGS!
Hi, my name's Isabelle. Well, no, it isn't. It's my 'secret' alias, also, I like the letter 'z', so Izabelle it is. But that's how I want people here to know me. I usually refer to myself as Izzie, but you can call my whatever you want :3 Bumface would be fine, as long as it's in jest.
I smoke way too many cigarettes, but I have as little coffee as I can bare to have, else I'd probably die of a caffeine or sugar overdose by accident.
I'm an 'artist' *pffft*. I draw women, because I can't be arsed to draw men. My idols are Luis Royo and Alphonse Mucha, because they draw beautiful but imperfect women.
I'm 20 years young, and apparently in a very good mood this evening. Although I don't have a cigarette... one moment....
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Although I've already made a couple of posts, I still think I should actually introduce myself.
I've been suffering from an undiagnosed mental illness for longer than I thought. As I mentioned the first time I posted, there's always been something in my life to blame my emotions on, but now that there isn't, I see that it's more than 'just' mood swings and being a masochist and having OCDs. I will become violent for no reason, I'll break down and cry for hours because there's a pair of socks on the floor that should be in the draw, I'll want to hurt myself because I don't like the way my hair looks some days, even though I don't care so much about my appearance. I'm working on getting my doctor to understand I don't have PMT and that I'm not an attention seeker, but I've had no such luck yet.
I used to be a drug addict. Off the top of my head I can only name two drugs I wouldn't take if they'd been offered to me; Heroin and LSD. One day I decided 'I want to live my life, not just live', so I stopped. Self harm was always there, through that time, but I did it a lot more when I stopped taking drugs. There was nothing to distract me from my own mind and that was my escape. And now, although there seems to be no reason for the things I do, no apparent 'excuse', I still want to hurt myself, although I haven't done for nearly a year. So here I am, sharing what I feel to be my darkest moments with people I don't know, and somehow that's comforting.
Edit: I also feel the need to add that I'm also here to help others. I've been through a lot and come out the other side, and if my bad experiance can help someone else, it would be stupid for me to keep my mouth shut.
Hi, my name's Isabelle. Well, no, it isn't. It's my 'secret' alias, also, I like the letter 'z', so Izabelle it is. But that's how I want people here to know me. I usually refer to myself as Izzie, but you can call my whatever you want :3 Bumface would be fine, as long as it's in jest.
I smoke way too many cigarettes, but I have as little coffee as I can bare to have, else I'd probably die of a caffeine or sugar overdose by accident.
I'm an 'artist' *pffft*. I draw women, because I can't be arsed to draw men. My idols are Luis Royo and Alphonse Mucha, because they draw beautiful but imperfect women.
I'm 20 years young, and apparently in a very good mood this evening. Although I don't have a cigarette... one moment....
...
......
.........
Although I've already made a couple of posts, I still think I should actually introduce myself.
I've been suffering from an undiagnosed mental illness for longer than I thought. As I mentioned the first time I posted, there's always been something in my life to blame my emotions on, but now that there isn't, I see that it's more than 'just' mood swings and being a masochist and having OCDs. I will become violent for no reason, I'll break down and cry for hours because there's a pair of socks on the floor that should be in the draw, I'll want to hurt myself because I don't like the way my hair looks some days, even though I don't care so much about my appearance. I'm working on getting my doctor to understand I don't have PMT and that I'm not an attention seeker, but I've had no such luck yet.
I used to be a drug addict. Off the top of my head I can only name two drugs I wouldn't take if they'd been offered to me; Heroin and LSD. One day I decided 'I want to live my life, not just live', so I stopped. Self harm was always there, through that time, but I did it a lot more when I stopped taking drugs. There was nothing to distract me from my own mind and that was my escape. And now, although there seems to be no reason for the things I do, no apparent 'excuse', I still want to hurt myself, although I haven't done for nearly a year. So here I am, sharing what I feel to be my darkest moments with people I don't know, and somehow that's comforting.
Edit: I also feel the need to add that I'm also here to help others. I've been through a lot and come out the other side, and if my bad experiance can help someone else, it would be stupid for me to keep my mouth shut.
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to the forum!
you've had a horrid time, but the art works good, keep it going & develop it
