It's hate.
Hate is starting to take the wheel.
Previously it was love. Love for giantesses, love for fighting games. Love for this universe I've been building in my head since I was in junior high in 2001, even if it started off as a mean spirited anime parody.
Now those feelings are being washed away in favor of hate.
Hate for the current state of fighting games. Hate for the people who wronged me. Hate for zoomers and trannies and pedophiles. Hate for those
mother
FUCKING
SKULLGIRLS DEVS.

It's sidelining me from my goals. And I'm getting tired of just being one man carrying all this shit on my back. Darkness is closing in on me. Can I fight it? Or will I succumb to the urge to monkey punch Alex Ahad in the face so hard his head snaps backwards? If I ever meet him, that is.

I'm scared of having the fate of just being an ambitious nobody who never made anything. That's why I'm scrambling to make many somethings. But they're getting in the way of each other.