I call her Nyx. This was a sketch I did last night, supposed to be that part of me that always wants to be perfect, to do EVERYTHING every day, the kind of unhealthy version of drive. I think often it's easy to fall into a trap where you tell yourself "I SHOULD be doing this work, then I should go to the gym, then I should do this, and this." and you take the enjoyment out of your day. I've done my panic attacks as a creature before so this is the second experiment in the series.