I'm disappointed in myself.
9 years ago
I'm fucking terrible, and I know this. I hate it about myself, but I never seem to learn or change anything. I'm just felt a strong need to apologize for the art requests I've neglected working on and just say that I'm trying. I have had zero motivation for a while and never feel like picking up my tablet or even a pencil. It's a bad habit to have if I want this as a job. Having this dwell over my head has just put me in the dumps. There's even a bunch of personal pieces I wanted to work on that just sit in my mind, but I never put them into vision. It's sad really... how a person can be that dead when it comes to their one true passion. I dunno what's going on with me. You'd think I'd wanna draw more if I enjoyed it so much. I dunno what happened... My last piece was posted a year ago for Pete's sake. I feel awful about everything and that just makes things 10x harder to bare. I just feel like nothing's going right, I guess. I'll be making a new page sometime soon to kinda build on a clean slate, so hopefully things will get better from there, but we'll have to see. Thanks for listening for whoever read this.
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