It often makes me a bit happy to hear that when most people hear that I'm depressed, they're suprised. I guess I'm fortunate that I'm usually in good spirits, but it's impossible to be that way all the time. Sometimes, you're just down.
Yesterday was like that for me, I was depressed for what seemed like no good reason. I guess something had really gotten to me, if I were to put it in a word, I think it'd be "lonely."
It happens alot when I'm in Homestead, I dont have many friends down here anymore, and when I'm working I can't see them if I wanted to. So there's a strong feeling of solitude amongst many strangers, many whom I want nothing to do with.
I think I may be a little bipolar, these things hit me fiercely and suddenly, and I can't do anything about it. Often when they do, there are two methods that exist in this world that I can turn to in order to help me return to normal, that's my friend Jen (whom I can turn to for anything) and drawing. Yesterday I did both.
So this is a drawing of me, Red Bandana Jake, often the most emotional of Jakes, he takes on the burdens of the world and hates many things, but he's not a bad person, he's just inept at handling things well. He only hates negative things, and thus is negative himself. He's easily saddened by things, and he becomes angry at the things that cause this.
The blue wing represents my mind, everything inside is contained and is never great enough to break through and reach into the world to hurt anyone. They represent things I may do or say that might hurt people, but my mind is always strong enough to keep these things at bay, and to keep me flying.