I don't have any easy way of saying this. I've wanted to quit the vore community for so long, so many times. This might just blow over, or this might be the time I truly call it quits. Either way, I'm pretty upset.

Over the last eight years, I've been drawing vore here and there. Sometimes writing about it. Other times, roleplaying it. As the years have gone by, I'd lost the ability to work with my original cast of characters, for the most part. I'd lost the ability to roleplay as Jori, given the various childish atrocities I'd committed on Eka's Chat while playing as her. Throughout those days I'd let my own feelings and lack of understanding get the better of me, and I'd tarnished the good image of my characters because of it.

So I started over, with a new cast of characters, occasionally pulling back Jori here and there. But as the years went by, my ambitions to create vore works had diminished. I'd lost the ability to create interesting story arcs or comics, and cannot manage to finish much in terms of even writing vore stories. I'd since moved away from Eka's Chat for personal reasons, and tried to reside at Vulpine Hollow to appease my need to roleplay. I even attempted to make a crappy vore interactive series, in the vein of Pred Quest. It didn't last long.

These days, most of the works I upload aren't my own. They're commissions I'd received from other artists, who I'd paid to draw my characters for me. Meanwhile, I cannot manage to get scenes on Vulpine Hollow, and my envy at others managing to socialize and play freely on that chat has brought me to ragequit what would have been a night's session on VH more often than not. At the same time, my latest works have flopped considerably. As it stands, my most loved works either a) involve diapers, which aren't always my thing, and b) happen to be commissions from other vore artists. I'd only gotten a couple of paid commissions sent my way, and even then they were from just one person.

The way I see it, I just don't "got it" anymore. No one cares. No one wants my material any longer. I know I should be drawing for my own sake, but as an artist, it's crushing to put your heart into your work and see it flop. I don't think I'm wrong that many artists seek validation in their works being uploaded for others to see. At the end of the day, I'm a has-been. I don't know if I'd ever been prolific to begin with. I'm getting older now, and I've had more quarter-life crises than I can count. I don't think I can keep doing this and expect to remain sane. Maybe I really do have to move on this time. All I know is, the struggle is causing me too much pain, with no real benefits in return to speak of.

I quit.