The End with No Beginning in Sight.
I still find it hard to believe this won't be here soon. Just gone.
The internet as it exists now is just a mindless sea of content, an attention sucking abyss, an ocean of sludge where hope used to be.
For the longest time I always wanted to be an artist. Used to be pretty good at it...
I spent 5 years of my life being abused by my mother. It got so bad I couldn't even draw. Just had to focus on surviving. When I finally got to leave for university COVID hit dragging me back there. 1 day I tried to get it all back, sit down and learn again, I spent that day hiding it the rain. It was like poetry.
Never really got it back since.
University wasn't any better. Increasingly incompetent and frustrating garbage weighing me down. I just feel like garbage now.
It's been close to 10 years..... Haven't gotten closer to my dreams at all....
I didn't even make a dent here. I don't know where I could.
With how the internet is and oncoming tsunami of AI sludge I think it's all lost. What's the point of trying now. I had my chance and I blew it....
Why?