Thanks! Very useful advice really. I’m the kind of person who wouldn’t have thought about this until way too late. So far I’m just starting to get the hang of it. My goal is to get to the point where I can design original art that I can then cross-stitch and frame. My first project is a doodle my 5 year-old made the other day that I traced using an app meant for pixel art and then made into a very basic pattern (one colour, no backstitching or half stitches). Time to work on it is limited but I’m having lots of fun so far

Thanks for all the good advice! And for taking the time to type it down. I was wondering about the knot actually, thanks for clarifying that.

I love the idea of playing with the number of strands to emphasize parts of the design, hopefully will soon be designing original work. The compression glove seems to be a must, I didn’t even know they existed!

Granted. You know the outcome before you get involved, meaning before you even establish contact. Everyone you cross paths with is potentially a relationship with an outcome you now know, as a result you have a natural emotional response to each one without any of them actually happening in reality. Any exposure to people becomes unbearable, merely going outside carries the risk of having the worst possible outcomes imaginable become part of your headspace, constantly. This dumps you into a permanent state of neurosis and paranoia, you start isolating yourself from anyone and then become incapable of functioning mentally and emotionally. Of course no one believes you and after your family gets involved, you are forcibly committed to a mental institution where there’s an unending stream of worst possible outcomes for you to know.

Thanks to these radicals children are gonna grow dependent on handouts, thinking they deserve stuff just for being “good” instead of earning an honest living by working 3 shifts at two jobs like the rest of us.

Granted. You’re given such wish, someone else’s wish. You’re now eternally bound to make it happen.

Granted. The limits of your human mind remain the same: too small, too fragile. Unable to comprehend the breadth of the cosmos itself, you’re now like a rubber balloon trying to contain the ocean. You go immediately insane.

Granted. Your car falls off the side of the road on your way home. You’re now in a coma.

People! What a bunch of bastards!

Hope you’re well stranger

Cool. I’m not making an argument nor countering whatever it is you believe, please don’t mistake my engagement, have zero interest in ‘discussing’ with you. I was merely answering your question about my previous comment. Live as you see fit.