... Anyways, over the past few months, starting in either late spring or early summer, I've been feeling really shitty. The kind of shitty that feels like my eyes feel like tears could burst out of them and I feel empty inside. I feel like I don't have the energy or the soul I used to have anymore. Now it's incredibly difficult just to get out of bed and attempting to be productive. Things I've used to be so passionate about seem to be fading away from me, and I keep on trying and trying so hard to care about them, but to no avail.
Making art, making comics, drawing in general even if it's just sketching, Halloween, even just turning on my computer seems to be a chore rather than something I wanna do, and I hate it. I hate feeling like this, I hate being sad all the time, and I especially hate it when it prevents me from embracing the things I love doing. But even though I hate it, I just don't feel any kind of enthusiasm for trying to turn it around. I just feel so worthless and tired that I don't even want to try to make some art or whatever, because I'm scared that all it will do is confirm how worthless I actually am. It's an awful feeling that I do not wish on anyone, even people I thoroughly dislike.
I don't know if you'll read this whole thing, but I hope you do. I want to be honest with you. There really isn't anything that anybody can say to make you feel better- the empty feel better words and such- but you should know that art is with you for a reason. I have felt the same thing, that art can be a chore rather than a favorite pastime. (Instead of drawing detailed illustrations, maybe you could try scribbling doodly things.) Also you should know, you are not alone. There are plenty of people who are willing to talk to you, and many people who are willing to help you. My advice: Keep smiling- if you do, people smile back...it helps, believe it or not. Also, maybe putting art aside and taking something else up for a while may help. If it was meant to be, art will find its way back to you. I gave up art for singing for a while, and art found its way back to me.
Just keep smiling.