I see how many people left, or got quiet. I'm sitting working double time. I've been awake for majority of the past three days, living, and trying to gain some ground back here. All it takes is one or two selfish people to bump my efforts down with one of their paid for votes and I'm hooped. Having faith only goes so far. I could bury them all, everyday, multiple times per day, if I wanted to... LOL. Just keep pushing my buttons!
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Dude I feel you, I'm in the same boat, just a bit more optimistic for personal reasons- like my muse is back! Holy shit that was a long stretch of no inspiration. My first comment of the day was on your last post and I literally stared at my words for a moment before relief washed through me like a fucking tidal wave. It's fitting that it was your post, your painting that broke through that wall. Thank you!
(I sure the fuck wouldn't want to be in your way when that big red button gets pushed, glad I'm on your side, lol!)
I can't stand being that funk. The good stuff stays locked inside and the bad stuff like frustrations and whatnot tend to want to push their way out. At least that's how it goes for me. I'm fucking human. I'll do what I want. My short break helped a lot. I guess I'm in a good, healthy state of mind... I'm just a competitive son of a bitch and I want things to go right. That's what got me this fucking far anyway.
Oh I can't stand it either, it fucking sucks! I am celebrating now though. A little wine. A little youtube throwbacks. lollll.