lately i noticed i just stoped drawing for real ( not for reeeeal, i still update once in a blue moon); but when i was around 12 or 13- when i decided to draw- i used to make a piece with all my soul everyday, be pround and love it so hard.
today, i only draw one per month, i try at least once a week, but nothing.
the last one i was about to start hating, so i decided to submit and finish it before gettin tired of it too.
its weird how is some cases ( mine) as long we get older we get more stressed with our own works and start to judge yourself too much and even restrain.