an explanation for my disappearings

On Mibba I tend to lurk. I stay active for a week or two and then lose interest and leave. It's been like this for a very long time ever since the site's new layout which prompted many of my friends to leave, almost all of which I did not have over Facebook or any other format. But I'm trying to make myself comfortable here and write again, but it's something I just can't seem to do. My drawing has improved tenfold, and I'm an extremely motivated artist now, but writing...is just something that I can't seem to find any inspiration for.

I'm not sure. My mental health has been really suffering the past few days but I'm alright now, and I can't say in words how grateful, so so grateful, I am for sweet Norton. He reminds me of the future we want together, despite the fact that in the darkest depth of the sadness I usually forget it, and then I realise that it's incredibly real and within our grasp if we work for it. I forget the sadness eventually and whilst the guilt remains, it passes eventually, and I feel only warmth.