tindu

@tindu-art.bsky.social

fan artist | haladriel (TROP) & boblena (Thunderbolts*) & natejules (Euphoria) & creelson (Stranger Things) & Aizen (Bleach) | eng/rus | Minors DNI | No AI

Idk what got into me but I’m keeping up the tradition of remembering Bleach once every 10 years (2006–2016–2026) and falling into the fandom. Yesterday was the episode I’d been waiting for the most, I waited 10 years for it, and it was the disappointment of the year. Although my expectations were

By some fucking prayers I made it to my psychiatrist appointment and I’m back with my cymbalta family. I still can’t have psychotherapy at all, haha

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Looks like I got heatstroke during my walk with Cooper today: my head is completely unable to think, it’s spinning like crazy and I even fell a couple of times at home. This climate is definitely not for me 🫩🫠 I feel like shit

Sometimes I really wish I had more creelson shippers around me. I know it’s an extremely rare ship but I feel so comfortable in it and I’m happy it exists and I have a million ideas for it. And sometimes it feels like I’m just screaming about them into Exedodomini’s ear non‑stop

I decided I’d really like to have more friends in ST fandom, so I joined a big bang lol. Looks like I’m gonna draw some steddie art, should be fun

Almost none of my old works are still online for obvious reasons but a few have survived. Sometimes it’s so interesting to peek into past-me’s head and try to understand how I even came up with those ideas

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Mr. Whatsit or lab!Henry? I’m starting to lean toward the first one because I want a softer facial expression but at the same time, the glasses worry me, since they’d make the figure more fragile 🥹 But then what pose?

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Today I realized I’m done with my parents. I’ve always helped them with everything I could. Never said no when it came to money. But every time I asked for help? Nothing, never. If they’d helped us with the documents, we might not have had to leave at all. Today was the breaking point.

It’s like life hates it whenever I feel even slightly happy, it always has to knock me right back down. Hubby bought us tickets for BND bcs he “couldn’t stand seeing me so down”. I was honestly so excited that we finally got to go out and do something together.

At the start of August I’m hoping to finally get to a therapist because mentally I’ve hit the point where my own thoughts are terrifying me all the time. It feels like the only thing keeping me going is that I keep telling myself I’ll do it tomorrow. And I keep pushing it off every single day