...and 2 kids later, since I've published something. Life has happened, and the according struggles to find my place in it. After giving birth to our daughter, I didn't float on the 'pink cloud' like some love to call it. I've been pretty deep, been on the verge of depression due to the lack of sleep and feeling lonely. I didn't find a way to get myself to relax and enjoy the little things again. Somehow, I started associating drawing and cosplay with things I shouldn't enjoy any more, feeling guilty that I wasn't spending time with our daughter. After that, when our son was born, the feeling didn't subdue but at least it hasn't gotten any worse. I just couldn't switch from mom-life to fangirl-life, and sometimes, the feeling was horrible. It's not like I haven't enjoyed my mom-life since then, don't get me wrong. Our kids are my greatest treasure, but I have a hard time finding balance. I was scared of going back and loosing grip on my life again, I guess, so I haven't read any