- I crashed my car
- Killed my social life (again)
- Nearly said that 'Rick and Morty' was a bad show based on just the pilot
- Quit my job
However my broad depression - and I don't throw that term around lightly, but at the same time don't want to let my condition define me, and I certainly don't want to sound melodramatic (oh shit) - has left me in a state of creative crisis, which I absolutely know that is common with people of my age who choose to use this platform to express themselves, especially those who have started originally with a 'vlogger's ethos.'
Feeling of wanting to create have been quashed by fears that nobody would care about my work, which in turn created feelings of not wanting to create. It's a vicious circle.
And it's not like I haven't tried. I lived away from home for the first half of this summer, and every time I took my camera out, everything I filmed ended up going in the bin. The only solid work I did while I was away was on my radio show, which I am absolutely assured is very much a passion project. I even felt like at times that my own production team didn't care.
But you don't want to know about that.
Today, the mix of optimism and depression was just right enough for me to film something that is bound to make you all feel desperately sad, or at the very least, slightly sentimental.
It's called 'Cutest of Imprisonments' and is about a guy waiting for a text.