It’s been almost ten months since I chose to move back to Taiwan from CA. I didn’t go into detail about the decision/why exactly I moved back or how did I feel because I tend to not show my worst side on social media.
It’s hard to say anything when all your friends happily tells you that they got employed right after graduation while you’re still sending out hundreds of emails to recruiters and heard nothing back. It’s hard to stay positive. It’s hard to not put on a smily face when you have low self esteem just because you don’t want anyone to worry - especially those who’s so dear to you and they expect so much from you. It’s hard to find that maybe after all the hard work you’ve done maybe it’s still not enough - But I’ve been thinking about that transition time period and how it effect me til this day.
It was enough, I just still don’t believe that it was yet. The path you walk made the person who you are and will be, and deep down I know who that is.
But still, I still don’t believe in that yet. I still cry sometimes when I thought about the decision, the process, and the pressure during that time. I still think I am not good enough to be there, or as an artist.
One day you’ll understand though. After you cry times and times and keep on working on the things you love, one day you will.
And I truly hope I will.
There are people that helped me tremendously while in my worst state, and I am forever grateful to them.
This might be a good time to clear my mind my drawing this into a comic. So stay tuned! Thank you all for reading this.
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