Hunny that is a terrible idea.
DeviantART as a whole gives no shits about you or anything that isn’t pandering to some fetish, fandom, fantasy, or ideal.
Deviantart is a machine, and no machine can assign you your worth. You are the only one responsible for your self-worth. You.
You are the one looking in the mirror and living with yourself every day, and only you are in any position to make judgement-calls like that. Leaving your own esteem resting on the shoulders of a festering pile of shit is like throwing a grenade to the path ahead of you. Its destructive, and you need to get yourself to a better place.
Measure yourself instead by how much enjoyment you take from your craft. Measure yourself in the friends you’ve made and the wonderful things you can create.
And love the shit out of yourself. Because you deserve to be happy.
Let them know you’re there for them. Even if you dont know them and they dont know you, they really need you right now. They need support more than anything.
Suicide is always a serious issue. When you’re in doubt of how serious someone is, ALWAYS assume they are serious.
Let them know you’re there if they need to talk. And whatever you do DO NOT guilt trip them. They already have enough on their plate.
Hey there assholes, and welcome to my advice blog! You may be wondering why I chose such a crass title! Well…
I have been giving out advice for a long time. I love helping people, and if I can have a hand in brightening someone’s day or helping them out of a bad situation, then I feel like I’ve done my fair part in this world. I believe in paying it forward and helping my fellow man.
Now, while I do like helping and am very nice (if I do say so myself), my language hasn’t always followed suit. Sometimes I add… seasonings, so to speak. I curse a bit and I don’t always sound 100 percent like someone you should be taking advice from… but I think its okay to be real with people.
One day, someone described my particular demeanour as… well. Casual. Like a close friend. Like the kind of person who could say “Hey, buck up, asshole!” And you wouldn’t bat an eyelash.
And there you have it. That’s my namesake.
