The spirit is gone

Forgive me for the drama but I'm not sure if I'm going to live longer. I think my optimism has reached its limit. I have too many problems right now. Too many criticisms and too much pressure has dealt a heavy blow to me. Right now, I feel so depressed I don't enjoy any of my hobbies.

I did say that I've gotten over my absence at the Komikon. I wasn't exactly honest. Who am I kidding? Komikon was a lot of things to me. It's not just the Komikon, it's the numerous friends I miss. I was very lucky to have many friends in the past who helped me and cheered me up when my "nearly-invincible" spirit gets shut down.

Now, I don't feel so invincible. My optimism and passion are dead. I have no friends in the US. I'm surrounded by people who don't believe in me. No more Artists' Den Friday meets. No more DA Meats. I'm no longer the mighty Lico Reloj other people know. I'm just a shell of my former self. It'll take a miracle for me to get back on my feet. If not, well, death isn't that bad...

Thank you everyone... for the memories.