Forced to give up.
12 years ago
I can't draw any more.
My shoulders have just gotten bad. Like really bad.
I can't hold a pen for too long now, or anything.
So due to my limitations, I just gotta... let go.
Which sucks because I owe raffle prizes.
And really sucks because I was starting to get a little respect for my work.
And really really really sucks because I have no other skills.
So if you need me, I'll be rotting in the corner while all my friends go start their lives and I just...
depress all day.
No wait, the suckiest part, I have a lockbox memory of anything and everything I draw, so that is a gift wasted.
I'm gonna end this journal now because I'd just get angry.
Sorry for wasting your time.
My shoulders have just gotten bad. Like really bad.
I can't hold a pen for too long now, or anything.
So due to my limitations, I just gotta... let go.
Which sucks because I owe raffle prizes.
And really sucks because I was starting to get a little respect for my work.
And really really really sucks because I have no other skills.
So if you need me, I'll be rotting in the corner while all my friends go start their lives and I just...
depress all day.
No wait, the suckiest part, I have a lockbox memory of anything and everything I draw, so that is a gift wasted.
I'm gonna end this journal now because I'd just get angry.
Sorry for wasting your time.
FA+

You're pretty good with it, why just give up? I'd be really sad.
So stay strong, and give it a thought, please!
I would be more optimistic, but this isn't being sorted out any time soon.
So it's not really my choice to just give up, it's forced upon me.