Hex - October '23

I make a lot of sad art. I just never share it with anyone. 

I made this a year ago back in October 2023. I had just started HRT a month or so before writing it and my intent was to print it small and hide it in nooks and crannies around my town. That never happened and it felt too vulnerable doing anything else with it. 

I hate writing like this because it feels too raw; immature maybe? But there is no embellishment in it - this is how I felt... feel. I'm still in the same place...

Sharing my feelings on the internet feels like a futile exercise; screaming into a void; or maybe more like throwing a coin into a wishing well? Though I'm not sure what my wish is...

...I'm worried I wont be known. I'm worried I will leave this world and there will be nothing to remember me by; save for a smear of other people's unfulfilled desires..

I want to be seen as I am, and this little journal is me trying. 

Anyway, into the void. Endure. 

-M. L. H.