I want to say I am not a bad person, just prone to anxiety and bouts inertia and depression. Although depression hasn't been so much of an issue lately. In fact, I've been disturbingly cheerful for the last three or four months, since I've gone off the medication that I was taking for anxiety and depression. I'm concerned that I'm too happy, and that maybe medication I've taken has permanently destroyed my brain.
However, even bad people are prone to anxiety, and bouts of inertia, and depression. And there is a chance I am bad as well.
I've been trying to work on art this summer, despite issues with not taking medication (regardless of how chipper my mood has been) and issues with family. Much of my family does not like me very much.
But I have tried to work on art. I wanted to post more, but I only have maybe a dozen finished things to scan and post.
I am looking forward to the start of the new Fall semester next week, even though I will only be taking one art class (ceramics). I wanted to take more painting classes, but I have no way to take canvases back and forth to school. So I will have to work up the motivation to paint at home if I ever hope to improve.