All that noise

Creative crisis, depression, burnout - are looking so romantic in movies and books. In real life - not so much. Just grey apathy, too many loud voices inside, never ending cold whispers, too much noise from outside, a crutch of willpower trying to hold everything together - but only to get rotted over time. And those whips of chaotic whispers are invisibly whistling and flickering around for a very very long time. 
It’s hard to write about it. But I’m not a writer, I’m an artist and I’m grateful that now I can make art about it.