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sometimes i consider just dropping off the face of the earth tbh. i feel like my illness has taken everything i love away from me. art was always the one thing that i always had no matter what, that no one could ever take away from me. and now i can barely do that anymore. i can't even eat every day.

i guess part of me just wants to know if it's even worth trying to put stuff out in the first place, because it takes a lot out of me and i don't really know if it's worth it anymore. if my drawings can make people smile, that's enough for me. but i'm not sure. i've always just drawn for myself & what i want to see, so that's probably a factor in this too. i'm just at a point where internal motivation isn't really cutting it anymore and i just don't want to do anything at all, and i feel like by making that decision then i'm giving up on all the years i've spent on art.