VERY IMPORTANT MESSAGE. (Patreon)

Dear Patreons, I feel the need to tell you everything that has happened in about two months.

I didn't think I was going through such an unpleasant time.

Please read why it is important and it will explain many things, such as why I can't respond to your messages anymore or why I've been so slow.

I want to do it because as an artist I am annoyed that people think I don't work enough.

I am sure that I would have been able to give you much more content, but now I want to tell you about my misadventure. I'll try to be brief.

- About February 25th I had to undergo a circumcision.

Despite being advertised as painless, I suffered a lot during the surgery and at home as well.

For almost a week I could not work (I insisted).

It took me almost 40 days to recover after the surgery.

While not all of you have had this surgery, you can imagine what it means to have scars and stitches on your penis. I have spent many sleepless nights, due to automatic nocturnal erections, waking up in pain.

Also, having to make erotic material .... you will understand that I have been in a lot of trouble. It was 40 days, but even more, very complicated.

- As if this were not enough, on March 1st, the renovation works of my house for the insulation of the walls began. From 1 March this area has become a construction site. The works are not yet finished. It has been since March 1st that I wake up at 7 o'clock due to hammers, voices, drills, various noises, which continue until 6 or 7 pm. It is exhausting to think and draw with all this noise. I had to stop often. My work room is in the attic, and the roof is the area where the noises are loudest, especially when the workers have to break the tiles. They also often had to go inside the house. What a stress.

- April 6 ... the worst day of all. As you know, my cat Rocky is dead. It's the worst thing that's happened in this shit time. I am still depressed. I cry. I miss him and I would like him to come back to me. All of Rocky's mourning I dealt with with the noise of the workers in my ears, constantly, as if someone didn't want me to be able to celebrate and remember my cat in silence. I am very pained, but I tried to work, I continued and I insisted.

- Last bad luck. To try to find a solution, to get away from the thought of Rocky's death, I would have gladly taken many more walks, and I would have gone to work in the library.

Unfortunately, almost a week after Rocky's death, I had a very painful infection on my butt. Yes. You got it right, I got an infection on my butt. One thing that never happened in my life has happened now (will it be stress dermatitis?)

I am being treated with antibiotics, but I have not been able to walk (it hurts terribly) and I have not been able to go to the library. I couldn't work for another 5 days. Now I sit down with difficulty, because I still have to work, but I struggle and I don't sleep well at night because I risk putting the painful part on the bed.

Conclusion

Friends ... I am in mourning, and I am forced to remain locked in the house, due to this infection. A house that keeps reminding me that Rocky is gone, and where the hellish noises of the workers make my head explode. I can't sit down.

I have been suffering since February 25th.

Too many unexpected events in a short time.

I am not a deity. I fought and gave it my all, but I'm a human.

If you noticed I only posted content for patreon (I have to survive) and had to drop everything else. I have used my few strengths only for patreon.

I apologize if I am not replying to comments and private messages. If there is little content and if I am not completing the commissions.

I apologize immensely. I'll do everything I can. I will respond to requests for commissions and complete them.

The infection is improving.

Rocky's death ... I'll accept it.

As soon as I can go to the library I will work a lot more.

Thank you all for the support.