_{Just know: I'm extremely grateful for all the good that has come my way.} I'm nothing, without your support.

Hello Everyone

^{I did good.}

Support means far more to me than just a few votes trickling in.  You folks have done more for me than I can easily find words for.

I know I'm usually the one writing the posts that make some people laugh.  If you're not laughing, I assume I'm at least offering up a good, wholesome what the fuck moment.  If it's not those, I hope you're at least feeling somewhat entertained.  If it's none of the above; whatever, I bombed, shit happens, we all have bad days.

I'm not really smiling on this end until I start to see the reaction.

Once your comments start rolling in, I feel welcome.  Have you noticed, most of the time, I'm quick with a response?  It's a lot of work, but I don't mind.  I enjoy your company.  Your words and reactions to my madness are usually what's putting the smile on my face.  I rarely laugh at my own jokes.  For me, it's more like I'm doing something that may or may not work; taking a risk.  It might look like a lot of fun, but it's stressful.

I'm grateful for that smile you all put on my face.  Most days that's far more important than the votes.

Your eyes.

^{I like your eyes.}

The art and entertainment stuff I do; it's nothing without your eyes.  Remember back in the day when we had a view counter?  My posts would be sitting here with hundreds of views, every single day.

No tricks, no gimmicks, no shortcuts.  I simply did whatever the fuck I felt like doing that day and for some strange reason, a lot of people were looking.

These days, I truly don't know how well things are going.  I miss that view counter.  I know some of you don't like to vote or comment, but still look.  That's what was happening before, so I'm sure it still does.

Things sure have changed though.

^{The platform; it's quiet.}

A lot of dead followers, plenty of power downs, many who refuse to vote now, preferring to get paid to blindly support advertisements and content not many seem to be engaging with.  Other platforms seem to be more appealing to some as well, so people go there.

I've been loyal.  I curate, try to encourage others.  Trying to be useful.  I haven't even spent a goddamn dime of what I've earned here.  99% of it is still there in the wallet, locked in, so I can help build this place.

My blog, it's hard work.  Of course, that's what I signed up for.  I'm doing my thing, and it's not supposed to be easy.

^{Always Think of a Good Name}

I don't even know if anyone will like the art.

^{Yet I spend hours upon hours producing the stuff, daily.}

You see two images, both are the same except one is dark and one is bright and polished.

I didn't like how dark the first one was, but I had already spent three hours on it.  I decided to brighten it up.  Then I got this mess:

Zoomed out, most of you wouldn't even notice the wavy mess.  It took another hour and a half to remove that, by hand.

Then, just to add insult to injury, I now prefer the darker version.

I don't write about the art process much because I find it to be boring.  That would be like me sitting here talking about work all day.  I prefer to be entertaining, and the art, all of the work that goes into it; it's just there.

The part that breaks my heart:

^{The entire time I'm working on my next post...}

I already know it's going to be hit or miss, I'm probably wasting my time.  I could quit, take my nearly 24000 SP, leave ten shitty comments on trending posts, upvote each one at 100%, and probably end up earning more, by being useless.

Some of these people boost their stuff up nice and high, never respond to anyone, nobody is looking; nobody would see me being useless.

Some days I wonder why I even bother.

While I'm working on my next post, I already know someone with a few downloaded images from the internet combined with a paragraph or two of dull context, a mile of referrals, links to previous posts nobody clicks, links to other social media platforms nobody clicks, some "your post was upvoted by shit-bot number 1, shit-bot number 2, shit-bot number 3, shit-bot number 4, shit-bot number 5, shit-bot number 6," and one "thank you for your wonderful information", will tower above my efforts, making them virtually invisible.

My comment section, jammed with real people, daily.  Working hard, daily.  Manually curating, 22003 times so far.  The proverbial one man band, 20k in the wallet — and I don't feel welcome here...

I want to fight, I want to keep going, I want to get somewhere!

I don't want to be useless.

Why am I feeling like I'm being stupid for producing content here?  I could delegate away my SP and make money off of everyone else.

What would a place like Youtube be if once a content producer reached a certain number of followers and views, they were pushed aside so someone with no experience could take their place?

I don't get it.

It feels like working up to a promotion for two years, then being demoted simply because the new hire slipped the boss a few coins.

I don't want to be a shitpost pimp.  I'm not interested in making money off of gullible people who think buying their way up and stepping on everyone else will make them internet famous.

I thought I did good.

Look what stress did!

So, what the fuck do I do?

Credits:All art and images seen here were produced digitally, by me. _{"Stop staring at my tits!"}

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