throughout my childhood, i've always had this latent desire to create. i have fond memories of trying to make stories, even trying to make my own solo band (not as great as it sounds) in elementary school, until eventually i discovered making comics. now, as a child i played a lot of video games, but these stories i was experiencing, it wasn't enough. it didn't quite quench my thirst, or so to speak.
so when i discovered making comics, i fell in love. i fell out of love, stopped doing it for a year, rediscovered, fell back in love. it's just like a relationship, in my mind. i had moments where i hated it, moments where i loved it, i have memories, i have passion, and i also have sadness from it. i spent a lot of time, most notably in high school, alone in my room drawing. disregarding friends, people wanting to hang out with me, and eventually let it ruin relationships. while i wish i could sit here and say that was the wrong thing to do, i know deep down it wasn't. because creating comics is what makes me truly happy, and will continue to truly make me happy.