a slow death.

This was written for the Neo Twiny Jam in 500 words or less.

It's an introspective essay, bordering on rant, about how comparing yourself to others can be so frustrating and painful. There is bitterness and seething rage in the words. This is paralleled with dark styling, using multiple colors but mostly black and red.

The emotion feels real here. They mention how they theoretically could just walk away from it all, but the desire to do so isn't there.

It is a human trait to compare one’s self to others. To see how we fare as a person, as a member of a community, as a skilled individual. While the act of comparing is a neutral one as is, the feeling that follows might not be. One can feel pride of having accomplished more than others, or envy for still not having achieved the success other have…
This entry is an autobiographical depiction of the latter, as a personal response to having creative endeavours received by an audience differently to other works. It also brings forward an interesting point about (para)social relationships with stranger on the internet and expectations through these creative endeavours.