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Hi Aapi. Merry Christmas. Wanted to drop this message while im home for xmas vacation to give you (and others hwo sees this, i guess) an update on my life. Generaly my mental health has improoved since i left the web. I have gotten a therapist and been distracting myself from my stress and whatnot. I still have a long way to og tho. I still get overwealing intrusive thoughts and the like from time to time, but its far from what it was on my last few months on the web where i had very self-hatefull panic attacks so often. The first thing is that art school has been going well. I have finaly gotten some of my love for art again and it dossnt feel like a slog to draw anymore. Although i have mostly been doodling and not reely done that many assigments lol. Some of the assigments i have done is, a few character design assigments, along side a few comic ones, perspective,drawing monsters, not anatomy (havent gotten to that yet) and more. Its fun stuff. And i finaly have a social life with IRLs. Im friends with some great guys i have met at school. Feels nice to be friends with ppl irl again. There even was a sticker assigment as well and my class sold them. It was reely fun. Heck, even my teacher said i shoud make my own stickersheets for a then upcomming school festival... and i made them, and aside for the fact that FedEx can die in a ditch and burn in Hell, the prossess went smoothly. They look great. My stickers were a huge hit at the festival as well. I earned at least 900NOK from sales.Two of the stickers were of Skim and Tulip (i hope that was ok for me to do). I was at a con as well, i diddn't do mutch. I wondered around, seeing what ppl sold at their booths, and trying games. I bought the most stupid, yet most adoreble Pac-Man plushie and a legit copy on the NES game Clu Clu Land (my fave NES game) so that was fun. In terms of gaming, my love for it has rekindled as well like my love for art. I feel like i can enjoy gaming as well without feeling like im forcing myself. I mean yeah, i have a very big and ever growing backlogg og games (I have been using alot of money on steam lmao in just this Steam winter sale alone lmao). Some games i have been playing and enjoying is: Have a Nice Death, Psychonauts 2, Cassette Beasts, Silksong (i am reely bad at that one lol), Rhythm Doctor and other stuff lol. Along side the school stuff i made, i have also made alot of personal art as well and even tho it woud be fun to show my new stuff: id rather not do it cuz im still very paranoid about my stuff when shown. Maby in like 5 years lol. But i can say what i have made. A new sona (since i no longer wish to have Neb represent myself anymore), I am very proud of the design of them. They dont have the same vibe of Neb, but focuses on other parts of how i see myself. The main 6 protags of Trapeziodal (Pip, CN, Qiq, CM, Pitch and Slash) as some type 2000 emo sceene astetic. Just wanted to try drawing them in that type of style. The 7 sins. I sketched a design for all 7 of them and i am happy with them :] Other miscellaneous OCs. Some gets more developed, some dies as a consept. Fanart for Contract Rush DX And a passion project showing homage to indie games (somthing that influenced me alot as a person). I dew a fuckton of indie game characters and put them in a big imige. I have finished v1 and i am insanely proud of it. I han tell that i have gotten better at art in the half year i have worked on it so far. In conclution: Its going wery well with the «beinng gone from da web». I have recovered a bit metaly, gotten irl friends and my art has gotten better. I do not regret the choise with leaving the internet. It was very needed of me. Although: i do miss you, Plush and Garbo alot. Even tho the first half of 2025 was a genuine living hell on my mental state and i do not wish what i went though mentaly on others: i still miss you (and Plush/Garbo) alot. I miss the times we spent together alot. I hope you are having a good life as well, spending time with family, friends and other loved ones. I wish you the best of luck in life as well in the millitary as well. Merry Christmas, Aapi. And have a happy new year.

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Hi Aapi. i want to tell you that i am not dead and im doing fine. Its wierd not being online again, but eventualy ill be clean. Wish ya a nice day.

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Isaac and his mother lived alone in a small house on a hill. Isaac kept to himself - drawing pictures and playing with his toys as his mom watched Christian broadcasts on the television. Life was simple and they were both happy. That was, until the day Isaac's mom heard a voice from above. "Your son has become corrupted by sin. He needs to be saved." "I will do my best to save him, my Lord," Isaac's mother replied, rushing into Isaac's room, removing all that was evil from his life. Again, the voice called to her. "Isaac's soul is still corrupt. He needs to be cut off from all that is evil in this world and confess his sins." "I will follow your instructions, Lord. I have faith in Thee," Isaac's mother replied, as she locked Isaac in his room away from the evils of the world. One last time, Isaac's mom heard the voice of God calling to her. "You've done as I've asked, but I still question your devotion to Me. To prove your faith, I will ask one more thing of you." "Yes, Lord. Anything," Isaac's mother begged. "To prove your love and devotion, I require a sacrifice. Your son, Isaac, will be this sacrifice. Go into his room and end his life, as an offering to Me to prove you love Me above all else." "Yes, Lord," she replied, grabbing a butcher's knife from the kitchen. Isaac, watching through a crack in his door, trembled in fear. Scrambling around his room to find a hiding place, he noticed a trapdoor to the basement, hidden under his rug. Without hesitation, he flung open the hatch, just as his mother burst through his door, and threw himself down into the unknown depths below.