Rumours of my demise have been greatly exaggerated. Again.
Despite all the odds, I've done it again. I managed to pull another PMV out of my magic hat of crippling emptiness. Just when I think I've hit Rock Bottom - and no, I don't mean The Rock's finisher (although I suppose that works as some kind of cheesy metaphor or something, maybe) - I somehow managed to fall even lower, to like, the creepy... basement of rock bottom... or something. It smells weird down here.
On the bright side, all this time alone has given me time to finish another PMV for someone else who also means the world to me. We may not talk nearly as much as we used to, but she's still very important to me, and she always will be, even if she loves someone else. Ashie is one of the nicest and cutest people I have ever met. I'm sure it's been tough for both of us, but like what a character from some random video game that nobody has heard of once said, "You think a minor thing like the end of the world was gonna do me in?"
It's been a long road to get here. I've lost so many friends so many times. I eventually had reached a point where I had just given up hope altogether for finishing this PMV, because all the people I wanted to help with it walked out on me. Miraculously, when all hope seemed lost, I managed to assemble some kind of last minute group of experts with experience in PMVs as well over 50 years of traning in the FBI. Okay, one of those was a lie.
Anyways, the point is, I started this PMV back in December ish 2015, but I ended up doing about 75% of it in the past month. So I basically did most of this PMV in under a month, compared to 2 months for the Kindness PMV, which was a shorter song, might I add. Which essentially means I've somehow managed to do more work in less time, despite serious crippling depression that is way worse than it has ever been. Like Grunkle Stan said, "guess I was good for something after all.
Her first present was the PMV. Her second present is seeing my YouTube channel again. I'm sure you've all missed it, and I'm sorry. Hopefully it's here to stay, but I can't promise anything. Depression is unpredictable and terrifying, but I won't let my depression define me. I am not my depression. I'm better than that. I'm better than nothingness. I'm better than I think I am. I'm something that nobody else could ever be.
There isn't much more to say about this that hasn't already been said here:https://twitter.com/DXIndus...
Two words. Not dead.