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This isn't my usual thing but here's something, finally.
I've been so fucking depressed, my desire to create art has almost entirely dissipated. I create these characters as a replacement for actual life, for the friends and lovers that I never had. Feel like I never will have.
At work today they were talking about personal shit, trauma dumping on each other basically. I started opening up a little bit, but I could tell nobody was really interested in listening to me. I would engage and ask questions about them, but they didn't ask me any questions. At one point they literally just cut me off and I wanted to cry. I know your coworkers aren't your friends... I think I know that.
Well sorry for using this as an excuse to bitch. And sorry if you wanted more of my other stuff.
