I’d make a comic about this, but I’m too tired to make one, so I’m gonna have to write this out.

I’ve been in and out of burnout for nearly half a year now, being able to put out a couple good pieces and then struggling to even make a sketch.

I’ve pushed myself too hard

It brought me a lot of progress. But I can’t make paintings anymore. I just get mad and sad and tired and stressed and give up. The engine in me went kapoot. IB art has absolutely ruined my drive to create, honestly... so much work, so little time, deadlines I kept missing

And with the quarantine I’ve just been utterly crushed with loneliness and no motivation.

It’s been one thing after another after another and I’m upset with myself for not being able to work through this. I feel like I can’t just... stop and relax

I’m only 17 but expect myself to have 20 years of experience and the energy of a child. I now realize that my fast improvement from last year to now has put an insane amount of pressure on me.

I keep saying I’ll take a break, or keep crying about being bad.

It’s all the burnout screaming at me. 4 years of art classes, paired with commissions, and studying art most days has made my arm and wrist feel just as awful as my brain. I can’t keep destroying myself like this. But I’m ashamed of falling behind.

I hope you all can understand why my content has been slowing down and why I’ve had mini sad breakdowns about my art... and I hope you’ll find it in your heart to remain patient with me still...