Perhaps I got tired of always being the outsider. Perhaps I didn’t bang on doors hard enough. Perhaps more personal sacrifices could have been made. Hindsight isn’t always 20-20.

I even made my own cartoon! Something I’m incredibly proud of despite its very rough edges. Although I started another, the personal price became too great to bear and it remains unfinished.
I still like animation, but it’s in the way of one whose love is unrequited now and possibly forever. At some point you have to stop hoping they’ll take you back and get on with the life that’s certainly not waiting around for it to happen.
I met some incredibly kind and generous people down through the years who I am extremely grateful to. I had some experiences I’ll never forget. I had many long, stimulating conversations with some personal heroes.
I started this blog back in 2010 and kept up writing posts almost daily for a number of years; all the way through graduate school and beyond. It kept me going through thick and thin as I wrote about my one true passion: animation.
Animation broke my heart, but I’m still alive.

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