Happy, artistic, i genuinely cared about people and if someone had an issue i was the friend you could talk to (even strangers would share thier life story with me for some reason) more empathetic I guess you could say. I worked hard to accomplish things and very rarely complained. Now I'm none of that. I'm detached I dont care and haven't touched a art brush in years, much more selfish about things. It's hard to be who I was before ( but i also let people walk all over me before)