We Did It, Reddit!

Homie, buddy, hombre, dude, boss, friend, duderino, dudenstein, broseph, brosevelt, Broczynski, Hieronymus Brosch, homie, you can't do this to yourself.
I mean, look bossman, I know it hurts, feeling like you're just screaming into the void all day, and wondering if anyone's looking at your stuff, but it's not great for your brain box if you keep lashing out at folks over it. I looked at your website and you seem like, really consumed by the metrics of online popularity. How many upvotes something gets, what your ranking is on X publishing platform. It's a death spiral. It's madness. It's crazymaking. You can't base your satisfaction in your work off of how well or poorly received it is. Making art is a constant grind that is easily extremely unfulfilling if you're end goal is recognition. Putting any content online is essentially like putting a post-it-note in a massive subterranean cave, and then ringing your hands wondering how many people saw your note. You have to do it because you love the work.
Ask yourself, when you first started drawing, what was it that you wanted out of it?
When I look at the old comics of yours, the ones that people are bringing up as examples of bigotry, the main thing I see here is a deep contempt for people who are happy with and accepting of themselves. I see an intense desire to score some sort of moral victory through aggressive contrarianism. I see you commenting to every single reply that you get, to tell them they don't get it man, that they're the real squares.
I know how that feels, and I know it's going to eat you up if it keeps happening.
It's okay to take breaks. Maybe get offline for a bit. Take a couple of days and no matter what happens, don't look at your phone, don't check twitter or facebook or reddit or webtoon or whatever. Don't read comments, don't comment back. Find the empty spaces in your life and think about what else could go there. Stop listening to Jordan Peterson. Stop listening to Stephan Molyneaux. Stop looking for the righteous voice to follow, who says that the people you don't like are bad and you're such a clever boy for listening to them instead. Stop letting people from the internet build great shining monuments to themselves in your head.
Step back. Take a few deep breaths. Sit in silence with your eyes closed, for ten minutes, just counting your breaths and feeling the air on your skin. Listen to ambient drone music. Look at art that makes you cry and let yourself be moved to tears. Go for a bike ride even though it's probably terribly cold in New Jersey. Put on something energetic and scrappy, like a juvenile punk album, and try to peddle as fast you can, and feel young for a minute.

Also, since you seem to be a Vonnegut fan, have you tried reading God Bless You Mr. Rosewater, since you started listening to "intellectual dark web" pundits? Doesn't really synch up, does it?

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