Let me just say that I’m currently at that point where I’m not motivated to do anything at all.

No kind of inspiration to draw.

No writing prompts.

No energy to read.

Nothing.

I have been poking my mind with a stick, telling it to “do something”. It has been ransacking throughout my brain for some ideas, but my heart just isn’t in it.

That’s the importance of my mind, soul, and heart being in synch for me, because these things aren’t just past times.

They actually keep me sane.

And I despise the fact that I can’t do any of them because I’m feeing down.

Am I about to cry in the middle of my shift at work just because I can’t do them for reasons other people might not understand? Maybe.

Am I going to have an anxiety attack because it’s been bothering me for ages now? Probably.

Right now, all I want to do is crawl into some dark space, curl up into a ball, and stay there until everything feels fine.

Just praying to supreme being/s out there to guide me through this.