How can this happen? How can I go from riding an absolute high to fucking crashing and burning? Just this morning I had so many hopes and dreams. I had a plan, I was on top of the world until it all fell apart.
Now I find myself rudderless. What is the meaning of any of it? Why should I wake up tomorrow and write fanfiction? Why should I paint minis? Why should I play the game? Where is the joy in any of it? Where is the spark? What is the point of any of it?
I honestly don't know where to go from here. My passion is gone. I am a wreck. How do I pick up the pieces?
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