I been drawing for a good while and yet my art is not good. "Practice. Be patient." "Time will tell" I'm so tired of hearing it. I hate it. I'm already 19 and I'm still shit at this. "You can still improve. Its never too late." Yes it is. I'm tired of not being on the same level as everyone else. What are they doing that I'm not? It feels more like talent atp. Like as if they were made for it. What am I made for? What am I made to do? I'm never gonna be skilled or talented at this. And I hate it. Everyone is so positive and yet its not doing nothing to be positive. I want to give up with stupid dream so much but there's nothing else I would want. Nothing else I would want to be. I don't want to work for a career that'll just make me depressed that I didn't achieve my dreams. Or I don't want to be reminded how much I failed for myself. If I choose anything else I will be depressed and want to die more than anything. But I have to for survival. Not happiness