Vsesvit

I already have a depression and anxiety, can I at least live without fu@#ing rusians trying to kill me??

Translated:
Lately, everything has been very sad for me, sometimes I forget that people do not understand the realities I live in, this applies to both my emotional state and my state as a Ukrainian in Ukraine. The war has been going on for four years, how many people have the russians killed in these four years, how many times I thought I would die. There are people who do not believe it, but the russians are hitting ordinary houses with missiles, CONSTANTLY, they also often hit schools and hospitals, even trains, because they want to kill Ukrainians, as before. Around September 30, 2025, a UAV crashed into the building opposite my house, there were several of them, I was at home, I couldn't think about anything except that I would die, and the next shell would fall on my house, and I would die, and it would all be over... That day I got a scar, one of my cats scratched me when I was trying to hold it in a panic, I didn't even feel pain at the time, only later did I see that I had a scratch, also after this attack the art museum was damaged, and in some apartments in my house the glass was broken due to the shock wave from the explosions, I saw a neighbor taking the glass out of the apartment in buckets, I was lucky...
I go to school, 11th grade, my school is partially private, so we study offline (public schools are most often online), during the alarm we go down to the basement, and continue studying there, it's tiring, but everyone is used to it. I speak Ukrainian, although sometimes I switch to russian out of habit, in my class I am the only one who speaks completely Ukrainian, and recently I was humiliated for this by some people from my class in the online group of the class without teachers, I stood up for myself, but it was insulting, I got angry and cried a lot, not all Ukrainians understand why the war started and why it is worth giving up everything russian, it is frustrating, because sometimes it seems that everyone around is idiots and because of this victory seems unattainable.
In winter, the russians attack power plants, because then we have neither hot water nor heating, my apartment often gets light for ~20 hours, my sister's had no light for more than a day, life is more like survival because of the russians.
I would like to tell you more about this, but I don't even know if anyone is reading this, but if you are, thanks you for reading and not remaining indifferent to this information ❤️

I'm drawing new art, and I'm doing a colored line, frankly, I don't know what kind of line to do when I'm not drawing a sketch, I tried to search Pinterest for some examples and tutorials, I didn't find much, but I'll try, I want something new, and preferably simple

I wanted you to also see the original of this drawing that I drew with my friend (she's super cool, I know)

Inscription: Kazhanka (bat + feminine)

Hii! This is my OC on the cartoon Miraculous, my friend hooked me on this cartoon (I love watching all kinds of stupid things), for me it is very nostalgic because I was a fan of this cartoon as a child, and also built theories on it like now (although now I have more answers and information). So, me and my friend drew us in their universe, actually this is a drawing from October 26, but I just now finally separated my drawing from our original and decorated it for you (㇏(⋆ ﾟ　 ຶ ﾟ⋆)ノ)

I also just remembered that this was the first fandom that I made comics on, I still have them and they are mega funny and legendary

And I want you to know that the original of this drawing was on a bright red background (it was very daring , even too much for me)

Автопортрет мене, без референсі, без дзеркала, тільки спогади і самосприйняття під призмою реальності. Спроба відобразити стан коли не відчуваешь себе собою, відображення в дзеркалі здається дивним, іноді не гарним. Коли дивишся на себе відчуваешь себе ніби гидко... Тіло занадто сухе, занадто мокре, занадто реальне щоб би просто бути. Але іноді ця справжність відчувається не гидко а прекрасно, і ти любиш себе, і всі маленькі деталі які здаються несуразними при погляді в дзеркало перед виходом з дому. Іноді я люблю себе, але іноді ні, і це дивно, але в усіх випадках - це все ще я

Google Translate:
A self-portrait of me, without reference, without a mirror, only memories and self-perception under the prism of reality. An attempt to reflect the state when you don't feel like yourself, the reflection in the mirror seems strange, sometimes not beautiful. When you look at yourself, you feel like you're disgusting... The body is too dry, too wet, too real to just be. But sometimes this authenticity feels not disgusting but beautiful, and you love yourself, and all the little details that seem absurd when you look in the mirror before leaving the house. Sometimes I love myself, but sometimes I don't, and it's strange, but in all cases - it's still me
(The text is strange so I'm not sure how well it translated )