Based on true events, my tyrant father inflicted a mental illness on me as a child through his harsh and humiliating treatment of me. According to him, I shouldn't interact with women. He met every act and word I spoke with ire, leaving me fearful and silent. No one supported me or came to my defense. Things got tricky, hard, and confusing. This, along with the fact that I'm pretty, led them to bully me. Nobody guided or intervened, so I had no idea what was happening. I merged with the artwork, becoming a living mask that sought acceptance by fitting in. Unexpectedly, a profound and perplexing case of depression struck me at the age of 33. I sought out professional assistance; however, my social anxiety remained. Eventually, my early pension came as a savior when I was 43 years old, after a life of trying and despairing.
I suffer from a mental disease, yet I am honest, cute, and myself. As a result, it annoys and frustrates me when I witness men without a mental disorder who lie, look cool but aren't, and wear a cool living mask. They hope that women will contact them and desire them. They fear exposing their own vulnerabilities, fear rejection, and experience a sense of being perceived as minors. Be yourself cool and bold, and you will attract women. This will bring me joy, as I am sweet and dislike evil and dishonest individuals. If you want to live a joyful life free from the clutches of egotistical, evil, and power-hungry individuals, surround yourself with sweet people, as I support with the love symbols. Insects in art embody freedom, simplicity, and calmness; they live in the moment and are themselves, which is humane and a fearless, joyful life.
