THIS IS SUPER VENT AND I AM SORRY BUT I FEEL HORRIBLE If you do not want to read my depression fueled garbage then I suggest you leave.

I really wonder why I keep drawing. I haven't been commissioned in years. No one gives a fuck my work. Drawing is literally the only thing I have ever had any sort of 'talent' for and its completely worthless. My only skill in life and its useless and stupid. I cannot do anything with it, I will never have a job creating art, it has zero value in the real world. What does that say about me? I do a thing that no one fucking cares about. I have done it my whole life, I put myself 100k in debt to go to college for it, and for what? Nothing. I have created mostly for me my entire life, I want to create for others, but no one wants me to create for them. I donated a piece for a friend who was holding an auction to cover the cost of surgery for her dog. No one bid. Someone donated an ugly purse and people bid on that instead. I literally cannot give my work away. I am such a waste. I have nothing else to offer this world but my art, and its fucking stupid and worthless.
I'm no doing this for pity or whatever. I just legitimately feel like I should give up. I'm sorry if my rambles are stupid and don't make sense, I am just writing what I feel and struggling to see the screen through tears. I'm going away now, Sorry for wasting your time