Hi guys. I don’t wanna make this cheesy, or over the top dramatic, or anything like that, so I’ll keep this short. Since my previous post entailing details of my battle with depression and the legal troubles that I am facing in my personal life, a lot of you have asked if there was some way you could help. In realising that there are people who actually care for me, and with a little bit of hesitancy (I really hate to ask people for money), I have set up a donation link (click on the picture).
This problem I face throughout the 18 years of my life has caused my family countless enormous financial difficulties that I can not even begin to recount, and my single mother is juggling to manage three businesses at once back home in Vietnam to keep us afloat. I have always kept the Happy Monsters blog a rather distant part from my personal life, so this is the first time in the 4 years since its founding that I am reaching out for whatever help you are kindly willing to give.
This donation button (also on my sidebar) is linked to my mother’s Paypal account and all proceeds, no matter the amount, will be of immense help for her towards paying for the monumental legal costs surrounding my case, as well as towards my university fees in England where I am legally bound to study this fall.
You are not bound to help in any way, Happy Monsters is and always was a free blog for all and will always remain headstrong in its 4-year-long goal of spreading love, joy, and happiness to everyone it touches through my art. Thank you for reading, and regardless of what happens to me from now on in the face of an uncertain future, and irrelevant to the plea in this post, I mean it from the depth of my heart when I say I love you all. Tumblr is my second family and always will be. I thank you with everything I have for your continuous support, every single message I receive is read and taken with so much love it’s impossible to convey in words. Thank you.
P.S. If you have donated, please let me know so I can send you a thank you doodle if you’d like. I am truly grateful and want to show it as best I can.
There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.
On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!
Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.
It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.
Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.
Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”
The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.
“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”
think more people should be shown this.