Two Years Ago I Sumbitted A Few Sketches For Good Omens Reverse Bang And Had No Idea What Could Come

I Have PMDD/PME

It is PMDD Awareness Month. I’ve pledged to do what I can to spread awareness because I, myself, suffer from it and wish I had known sooner.

My symptoms drastically worsened a year after I had my daughter, Luna.

It was my husband, Tim, who brought this disorder to my attention. He believed me, did not dismiss me, and took the time to research on my behalf during a time that I felt hopeless and incapable of doing normal daily activities. And, yes, during a time where words like “I want to die” would come tumbling out of my mouth.

Please read on, and save someone’s life just by bringing this disorder to their attention.

Knowing about PMDD has changed my life for the better. I’m still struggling, but with therapy and medication, I finally feel like I have a piece of my old self back.

PMDD stands for Premenstrual Dysphoric Disorder. And those with underlying mental health issues, may suffer from PME (Pre-menstrual Exacerbation).

All through my menstruating years, I was told that my PMS symptoms were normal. This meant that my symptoms were swept under the rug and dismissed by others and myself.

PMDD is NOT PMS.

PMDD is NOT a hormone imbalance.

PMDD IS “a cyclical, hormone-based mood disorder with symptoms arising during the premenstrual, or luteal phase of the menstrual cycle... It affects an estimated 5.5% of women and AFAB individuals of reproductive age.

PMDD IS a severe negative reaction in the brain to the natural rise and fall of estrogen and progesterone. It is a suspected cellular disorder in the brain. Symptoms can worsen over time and or around reproductive events such as menarche (the first menstrual cycle), pregnancy, birth, miscarriage, and perimenopause.

Those with PMDD are at increased risk for suicide and suicidal behavior.” - IamPMD.org

I implore everyone to go to the website above and take a self screening test, even if it’s on behalf of a loved one.

I can’t stress enough how important it is. Someone you love right now could be in such a state of hopelessness and ready to do whatever it takes to end it.

The next time you think your daughter or your wife or your sister or a friend is being “over emotional, overdramatic, ‘just’ PMSing,” please think twice and check in with them. Really check in with them, because what you see on the surface is nothing compared to what that person is suffering within.

Go to https://iapmd.org to learn more.

You got me!

Good Omens Sketches!

Heya! Here is my second contribution to Reverse Bang! It was an amazing journey and I’m so so so SO happy and grateful for @zadusk to give my art chance and wrote what they wrote. We will post at Monday 15th (I add the link to AO3 later) and you are all welcomed to read first chapter of In My Veins.

Andrew Belle is very recommended to listen.

A bit later art for Chapter 2  of wonderful fic In My Veins by @zadusk​​

Or do you wanna cry? Have you cry enought this day? Go, let them tear and go read (if you have’t yet), please. I love every word, every chapter (it’s complete!) and it truly deserves more attention.

July is almost over and I feel quite guilty for making such a messy and quick sketch of Crowley. So, there is new version with his beloved and the most terrified plants in London. (I am not sure if it is any better or not)

My holidays officially started today (yay!) and I got up without an alarm clock instead of someone particular. I know how hard it is, but you can do it! Wake up Crowley and go to hug your husband.

You can see it, the look at love of his life.

(I can't choose one, I can't.)

Small animation from Good Omens that I've made recently. I really wanted to post it sooner, but i took me two weeks to finish it. I've made 3 versions, because i couldn't decide which one looks the best.

If anyone is interested, whole animation was made in Clip Studio Paint. I hope you enjoy ❤️

My instagram: https://www.instagram.com/vvelociartptor/

I just accidentaly made Aziraphale instead of Christmas postcard of angel for my aunt.

It's been a long time that I drew with colour crayon, I miss them

How could he know we two were so in love.

My poor heart, I can't bear it.

And a Nightingale sang in Berkeley Square

sunday afternoon plans, at the usual spot

prints available here, an addition to my growing GO print roster haha.. i’ll be at rose city comic con in portland with this and a few other pieces on 9/13!