Once there was a little girl by the name of Raevyn. She was very proud of who she was. She drew her warriors and her furries and her sparkledogs. On Halloween she go home from a big party and had over a hundred comments! She was so excited. She checked and every. single. one. of. them. was a troll telling her her artwork was "shitty" and pointing out the obvious flaws in her anatomy and calling her a fag and saying all these horrible mean things about her. She was no longer proud with herself. She hated herself and her art. She read every one of these comments with a strait face, then got a call. Her boyfriend had been hit with the same troll! Now this troll, though evil and harsh like me today pointed out things. Raevyn hated this troll. She logged off the computer and cried. The next day they trolled again "You're spamming dA with your shit art."
So she browsed through her gallery. Her art was shit.
She erased almost all of it. She was very angry at this troll. But she realized how true everything was.
She dumped her boyfriend- online relationships never work.
She stopped drawing furries. She stopped drawing animals. She didn't draw anymore OC x Canon art. She hated herself. She hated her art.
From then on she no longer uploaded any printscreens or doodles. All her art was perfected as best she could and shaded all the way.
Months later she looked back at her art and herself.
WHOA how far she had come.
She was no longer harassed at school. Her art was what some would consider good. And she was happy with herself. Suddenly, she loved this troll. She loved this troll so much. This troll had made her a better person. She went to thank this troll, and hopefully get trolled more to help her style more, but, alas, this troll had been long blocked.