Do you know what it looks like when a guy struggles with depression for the first time ever during a messy divorce? Because for me it looks like drawing the same handful of Minecraft youtuber personas from middle school till the day I die.
Basically, when I was in middle school I spent a lot of time watching Minecraft let's plays, and sometimes they had stories and characters, and my poor struggling brain decided to imprint on them like a newborn duck. Specifically, I latched onto the Yogscast, and while I don't watch any of their videos anymore (except for the occassional rewatching of 10 year old videos, and of course, the Jingle Jam Charity Streams) these characters that these people vaguely created built a horrible little pigeon nest inside my brain, and basically they're my OCs now. I'm joking, but with how much fanon I've developed I might as well be serious. In my heart they're all gay and I don't take ANY construcitve criticism that isn't "make them more gay". I have miles upon miles of lore that I made up for them and I'm soooo valid. Death of the author is real because these are my Barbie Dolls now.
Anyways, they're some of my best art pieces, because these characters are what I've been practicing since I was like, 13! And I do still love them, in my own way.