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My first drawing in 2008. Horay!
I was putting off some ideas for future drawings for a while due to the commitment to my comic, but I decided to try to at least do one image relating to a feeling that I am experiencing at the moment. This image deals a lot about maturity.
Sensitive people are fragile. What wouldn't hurt someone who not a sensitive being would hurt one who is. I somewhat believe that what sensitive people fear most is life itself. Life is unpredictable and you can see what it has in store for you in the future, so you are now and then afraid about looking behind the corner and see what life has in store for you. Verbal assaults also does damage to their ego and to their mental self. Some people take advantage of that in others and constantly hurt them just to feel powerful about themselves or they pick a fight with a sensitive person and smile in victory.
A lot of people are afraid to show their emotions in public now due to the fact that they could easily be hurt and exposed. They hide it and only expose it when they are alone or in a place where no one can see them. Because of this, they really have no one to turn to, to talk to and to show them who they really are and how they really feel. They only rely on talking to their stuff animal or the wall or even themselves. Many do successfully hide their true selves form others and try to blend in with everyone, acting the complete opposite of who they are, just to try to make friends and hoping to find someone just like them.
Stuff animals. This is just not a "Furry thing" at all. I have some friends who have small stuff animals and they are not Furries ( or even know the term at all ). When we were young, we had small stuff animals that we would carry around like a security blanket. We rely heavily on that stuff animal to keep us safe and keep us company when no one else is around. As we get older, we slowly stop relying on stuff animals and slowly branch out to other people, hoping they would be our "stuff animals" who would drink and eat with us. But sometimes, we continue to cling on to something that we feel safe around. When we are sad and alone, we would hug our pillow or a stuff animal, just to try to find some comfort of hugging something. It is like we cant get rid of our child side no matter what we do because that side is connected to our sensitive side. Getting rid of that would make us somewhat dull and emotionless.
Showing that you are a sensitive person is a risk. Its exposing who you really are and you are open to any kinds of attacks. Everyone knows my work and how connected to emotions they are. I wouldn't be able to do any of these images without exposing how sensitive I am. Some people who are as honest as me wont stab me behind the back, and other just slowly take advantage of me because “they can”. However, by exposing myself like this, I have to learn how to toughen up without being hurt. I have to expect that people have their own views and there are those out there who love to hurt people and talk trash just because they think they can get away with it.
All types of Artists are sensitive people. We live off of comments and supporters and are attacked by rude critics and art haters. What we draw is our own view of how we see the world. Some images can be welcoming and others can draw people away. We can also convey messages that speak out louder than words and also tell everyone something that they are completely unaware of.
All in all, sensitive people are like children, no matter how old they are. Age really has nothing to do with the fact that you can still act like a child. Age is only connected to our physical body, not our mind or spirit. Our mind and spirit has no age. We are what we are, but many don’t see that. If you are crying in the middle of the street and you look like you are 30 years old, people will give you weird looks and tell you to grow up. Just telling a sensitive person to GROW UP takes a negative toll on them because, in many ways, THEY CANT grow up and act like other around them. They are not ready...that is not who they are. They want to feel nurtured and excepted without taking any attacks. But that cannot be helped, sad to say. People will judge others no matter what and there will always be attacks, verbal or physical from a sensitive person or by someone else.
Continue to be yourself no matter how old you are. I am not saying that you be 50 and still cry like an infant in public, but try to nurture yourself, your spiritual and mental side. It is hard work doing it alone ( believe me, I know ), but slowly you can do it. There is no rush and no time limit to it.
There is so much more I wish to say, but I fear I might say the wrong thing. Everyone has their own view on sensitivity that there is no right or wrong answer, just your own.
- Ookami Kemono
StillYoung © 2008 Alex Cockburn
I was putting off some ideas for future drawings for a while due to the commitment to my comic, but I decided to try to at least do one image relating to a feeling that I am experiencing at the moment. This image deals a lot about maturity.
Sensitive people are fragile. What wouldn't hurt someone who not a sensitive being would hurt one who is. I somewhat believe that what sensitive people fear most is life itself. Life is unpredictable and you can see what it has in store for you in the future, so you are now and then afraid about looking behind the corner and see what life has in store for you. Verbal assaults also does damage to their ego and to their mental self. Some people take advantage of that in others and constantly hurt them just to feel powerful about themselves or they pick a fight with a sensitive person and smile in victory.
A lot of people are afraid to show their emotions in public now due to the fact that they could easily be hurt and exposed. They hide it and only expose it when they are alone or in a place where no one can see them. Because of this, they really have no one to turn to, to talk to and to show them who they really are and how they really feel. They only rely on talking to their stuff animal or the wall or even themselves. Many do successfully hide their true selves form others and try to blend in with everyone, acting the complete opposite of who they are, just to try to make friends and hoping to find someone just like them.
Stuff animals. This is just not a "Furry thing" at all. I have some friends who have small stuff animals and they are not Furries ( or even know the term at all ). When we were young, we had small stuff animals that we would carry around like a security blanket. We rely heavily on that stuff animal to keep us safe and keep us company when no one else is around. As we get older, we slowly stop relying on stuff animals and slowly branch out to other people, hoping they would be our "stuff animals" who would drink and eat with us. But sometimes, we continue to cling on to something that we feel safe around. When we are sad and alone, we would hug our pillow or a stuff animal, just to try to find some comfort of hugging something. It is like we cant get rid of our child side no matter what we do because that side is connected to our sensitive side. Getting rid of that would make us somewhat dull and emotionless.
Showing that you are a sensitive person is a risk. Its exposing who you really are and you are open to any kinds of attacks. Everyone knows my work and how connected to emotions they are. I wouldn't be able to do any of these images without exposing how sensitive I am. Some people who are as honest as me wont stab me behind the back, and other just slowly take advantage of me because “they can”. However, by exposing myself like this, I have to learn how to toughen up without being hurt. I have to expect that people have their own views and there are those out there who love to hurt people and talk trash just because they think they can get away with it.
All types of Artists are sensitive people. We live off of comments and supporters and are attacked by rude critics and art haters. What we draw is our own view of how we see the world. Some images can be welcoming and others can draw people away. We can also convey messages that speak out louder than words and also tell everyone something that they are completely unaware of.
All in all, sensitive people are like children, no matter how old they are. Age really has nothing to do with the fact that you can still act like a child. Age is only connected to our physical body, not our mind or spirit. Our mind and spirit has no age. We are what we are, but many don’t see that. If you are crying in the middle of the street and you look like you are 30 years old, people will give you weird looks and tell you to grow up. Just telling a sensitive person to GROW UP takes a negative toll on them because, in many ways, THEY CANT grow up and act like other around them. They are not ready...that is not who they are. They want to feel nurtured and excepted without taking any attacks. But that cannot be helped, sad to say. People will judge others no matter what and there will always be attacks, verbal or physical from a sensitive person or by someone else.
Continue to be yourself no matter how old you are. I am not saying that you be 50 and still cry like an infant in public, but try to nurture yourself, your spiritual and mental side. It is hard work doing it alone ( believe me, I know ), but slowly you can do it. There is no rush and no time limit to it.
There is so much more I wish to say, but I fear I might say the wrong thing. Everyone has their own view on sensitivity that there is no right or wrong answer, just your own.
- Ookami Kemono
StillYoung © 2008 Alex Cockburn
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I'm 32 years old and I have an extensive colleciton of plush, most given to me by people dear to me. Including a plush that I literally slept with because my mate gave it to me...
I think I understand just what you're getting at.
What can I say? It is rough being someone who had a heart in this f'd up world.
But for me I have very good friends and other loved ones who help me through. So you know, I'm more than willing to offer that friendhsip to you.
I think I understand just what you're getting at.
What can I say? It is rough being someone who had a heart in this f'd up world.
But for me I have very good friends and other loved ones who help me through. So you know, I'm more than willing to offer that friendhsip to you.
Just because you have an Eeyore plush doesn't mean you're a furry. i cuddle with mine in sleep and hold him a lot. As the author of the Fuzzy Navel series on Yiffstar put in, plushies (stuffed animals? What is the correct term?) can serve as an emotional battery, ever-recharged with love and fear and raw emotion ... and used to help comfort and console when people don't do a good enough job.
i don't know if i am HS (Highly Sensitive) or if it's Asperger's or something else ... but even if i'm tried to be weened off of them, i'll never let go of Eeyore. He's my adorable emodonkey. No decorative fuzzy pillow can replace that.
i don't know if i am HS (Highly Sensitive) or if it's Asperger's or something else ... but even if i'm tried to be weened off of them, i'll never let go of Eeyore. He's my adorable emodonkey. No decorative fuzzy pillow can replace that.
Oh wow, all I can say is I agree with everything in your description. I'm one of those sensitive people. Sometimes I want to pull the covers over my head and not get out of bed for fear of facing the world and what bad things the day might bring.
Though I don't cuddle with my plushes, haven't since I was a kid... but I still collect them.
Though I don't cuddle with my plushes, haven't since I was a kid... but I still collect them.
i guess this really doesnt apply to me, since i am so young...but i depend on my stuffed animals...not as much as when i was little. i was always kind of alone growing up...always at home, never with friends...i can honestly say my first true friendships didnt really start til high school. but i had sooo many stuffed animals, just trying to fill that emptyness....i still have so many. i sleep with Bear, my german shepard pup every night...i cant sleep without something, anything to hold on to and cuddle with...i turn to them when i need a shoulder to cry on.
i dont like showing my emotions...not to just anyone...if im upset and in public, chances are youll never know; ive had so much practice at putting on a fake smile, acting happy and laughing, being sillyier than normal, simply to forget about and hide what im feeling inside, and there really arent many people i go to to vent....who really wants to listen anyway? people dont want to hear about sadness and sorrow and pain, and a lot of the time when you do open up enough to tell someone, they tell you to grow up, stop worrying about it, tell you that its stupid and that you dont have it bad at all, that they have it worse, or that some other random obscure people do, and make you feel like total shit....pointing out your weakness at not being able to deal with your own stupid, pathetic little problems when there are people out there suffering far worse than you are. so...i dont know how to end this, and i dont know if it really has any point at all. just....words came, i obiligingly wrote them down.
really lovely piece though...fits with my mood right now all too well *cuddles bear*
i dont like showing my emotions...not to just anyone...if im upset and in public, chances are youll never know; ive had so much practice at putting on a fake smile, acting happy and laughing, being sillyier than normal, simply to forget about and hide what im feeling inside, and there really arent many people i go to to vent....who really wants to listen anyway? people dont want to hear about sadness and sorrow and pain, and a lot of the time when you do open up enough to tell someone, they tell you to grow up, stop worrying about it, tell you that its stupid and that you dont have it bad at all, that they have it worse, or that some other random obscure people do, and make you feel like total shit....pointing out your weakness at not being able to deal with your own stupid, pathetic little problems when there are people out there suffering far worse than you are. so...i dont know how to end this, and i dont know if it really has any point at all. just....words came, i obiligingly wrote them down.
really lovely piece though...fits with my mood right now all too well *cuddles bear*
Sometimes, the sensitive ones will disconnect themselves from reality, from the links that they held to release emotion. When this happens, their misery compounds, and they loose faith in most things; those who are most capable of feeling love and joy forget what it is to be happy. If you are a sensitive person, always have something to confide in; your art, your friends, a stuffed animal, something, anything will do. It will form a dependence, but if you can recognize this, you can shift it from something inanimate to someone you can confide in, but it is still there until you find that person.
Oh wow. I really know what you are saying. Hiding your feelings is not good in my opinion but I do it anyway. It's so hard to find people you know you can open up to and not be criticized in real life. It's a little easier to find those types online but it's still hard. I agree totally to what you say and from experience I can truly say that when you do find that person or group of people that you can vent to it's really speacial
...how did I miss this? I usually catch all your pics. Murf. Must've glanced over it and kept going.
Your description has a lot of truth. Sensitive people do tend to cling to stuff to make them feel better, even if it's just a pillow or blanket.
However, I do think they can "grow up". They just need someone to help them with it, though they shouldn't lose whatever compassion or sympathy they have in their heart for others.
After all, what is growing up but learning to deal with the world on your own, as best you can? Too bad a lot of people equate that with "growing cynical". They really need a reality check. =P
Your description has a lot of truth. Sensitive people do tend to cling to stuff to make them feel better, even if it's just a pillow or blanket.
However, I do think they can "grow up". They just need someone to help them with it, though they shouldn't lose whatever compassion or sympathy they have in their heart for others.
After all, what is growing up but learning to deal with the world on your own, as best you can? Too bad a lot of people equate that with "growing cynical". They really need a reality check. =P
I am so you. And there's nothing bad about it at all, sensitive people also make nice, kind, unselfish people. I have a harsh argument with anyone, terse words exchanged, and it hurts me, I can never simply shrug it off. I used to work in a shop with customers screaming at me, saying the most horrible things, which I was expected to just take without blinking, but it always cost me dearly, emotionally. I've had to learn to toughen up a bit too, but you can only go so far. I'd rather be this way though, to feel so deeply, even if this is the price. I never really thought about the connection between not wanting to grow up, and being sensitive.
When I turned 18 I went through a period of intense and painful introspection, but when I came out the other side I pledged to always be true to my inner child, to rediscover it and nurture it and never leave that part of me behind again. Ever since then, that's the single thing that's kept me most happy, most content, it's like my one true calling in life. I will always grow old, but I will never grow up, that's my choice and I feel if I ever faltered, I'd lose something very important indeed. I'm a successful IT professional with a house, a car, a partner. I'm 30 years old and I'm still a child :) (and I have more plushies than you could imagine)
When I turned 18 I went through a period of intense and painful introspection, but when I came out the other side I pledged to always be true to my inner child, to rediscover it and nurture it and never leave that part of me behind again. Ever since then, that's the single thing that's kept me most happy, most content, it's like my one true calling in life. I will always grow old, but I will never grow up, that's my choice and I feel if I ever faltered, I'd lose something very important indeed. I'm a successful IT professional with a house, a car, a partner. I'm 30 years old and I'm still a child :) (and I have more plushies than you could imagine)
I've been looking through your art. For once I'm tempted to post more then I normally ever do. I'm very sensitive, but people outside of my room think me strong, collected, and the one to go too with problems.
Yet some have also come to me, and broke through my mask and hurt me badly by emotionally manipulating me. It takes longer then it should to get away from them, and it's hard to stay to my guns.
So I can understand, the one that knows the true me is a Single brushtail Possum plush my mom bought for me over christmas, she never judged me or criticized me and half the time helped to find me things I wanted and took in my cat when my dad said I couldn't keep her.
Yet some have also come to me, and broke through my mask and hurt me badly by emotionally manipulating me. It takes longer then it should to get away from them, and it's hard to stay to my guns.
So I can understand, the one that knows the true me is a Single brushtail Possum plush my mom bought for me over christmas, she never judged me or criticized me and half the time helped to find me things I wanted and took in my cat when my dad said I couldn't keep her.
Here I have to say it is experience that changes one from a child. time is an illusion but our experiences are not, I was sensitive, weak, pouring my emotions and wearing my heart on my sleeve but it was the world i lived in that changed me, the experiences and the amount of experience that changed me, and i got more stern, turning into a 'man' and trying to be an adult as best i could, I still Have my weaknesses but for many people their lives can not allot for these things.
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