It is with a heavy heart that I announce the retirement of my fursona Sherbert Fox.

A lot of love has been injected into this fursona over the years, but I just can’t do anymore. I have tried for the past few years to bring it to life, but with the gradual end of my relationship, to the traumatic and abusive breakup that happened, I simply cannot be Sherbert any longer. It is too much of a mental weight in my heart to continue. My character was simply too tied into the relationship by the time it ended, and even though it meant a lot to me to be Sherbert, I simply can’t untangle it in any feasible way that would work for my career, and my mental health in the balance.

I loved my partner with every step. Things weren’t always the best, but I did not deserve to be attacked, to be choked, and to be walked out on by complete surprise. For the sake of my privacy, and my safety, I ask that my friends and loved ones respect that I am choosing to never contact my ex in any shape or form. I do not wish to talk about him, I do not wish to interact with him, I have no desire to be involved in any investigation, or any allegations that might come forward In the future. I have endured so much emotional and excessive questioning since our separation. It is not a party question. It is not your business. Please be respectful by being careful about this situation toward me.

I am severely depressed, have had multiple hospitalizations this past year. My mental health is in shambles. To have the one you spent eight years of your life with abandon you out of the blue, and turn your world upside down is insane. He left my heart broken and wounded. Every day feels like loneliness and isolation. Even when I’m among others. I am not okay, I am not going to be okay for a long time. It feels like a death took hold of me. I get sleep paralysis dreams where I dream that he is back, and we are back in a relationship.

My 30th birthday is approaching. I am dreading it. I’m supposed to be thinking about cake, and festivities. All I’m thinking about is the fact that I’m single, abandoned, and wondering why the one person I wanted to celebrate with, the one person who I envisioned being here is gone. My birthday feels less like a milestone, and more like a tombstone. A mark that I am undesirable, and left to the dust.

I will still continue to produce, and to DJ, but under a new alias. A pink skull dog I have named Savaii. I ask all upcoming gigs and events to refer to me as such. Thank you to those who supported all of my projects, when I feel the time is right, I will make a journal update detailing the Savaii project.

Much love to you all, and may karma prevail.

- Savaii