After that, I didn’t really have many other people to talk to. I hated being on my own and I wanted to be out. I wanted to change that. I needed something to take my mind off everything that made me feel stuck, I needed a hobby, so I started drawing again, I used to doodle a lot but never thought much about it, but then I started painting and something about it made me see art differently. I got completely swept up in painting and started following art tutorials on YouTube and drawing in my free time. It worked for the most part, except I was still falling behind in some of my online classes. I worked up the courage to email my math teacher, and we had a meeting over Zoom to try and help me through the stuff I was missing. I tried to pretend like I understood the material, but it was going in one ear and out the other. I politely thanked the teacher and promised to work hard to catch up, but I knew I wasn’t going to get far on my own. My mom had an idea to call up one of her friends, who was my sixth-grade teacher, to help me through my missing work. I was very excited because I loved my sixth-grade teacher and hadn’t seen her in a long time because she had moved to Midland to