Beautifully put. I agree. I think something i kind of failed to communicate is the idea that other people giving a shit is not a good measure of "success," whatever that might mean.
My father is an artist and has struggled all his life with an absence of recognition of any of his work, and thus considers his life and work as an artist a failure; he considers that this brands him talentless and "without a spark." Somehow this has never stopped him from making shit and from taking up new mediums; music production at 40, painting at 50, writing novels at 60. As I have found myself engaged onto a somewhat similar road albeit within different mediums and have experienced a similar and constant struggle with obscurity, this is my answer to that, in a way.
The fact that i might both never attain the artistic skill required to make the works that I'd want to make (in the sense that I compare them to the works of other artists and find them to be technically inferior and lacking, which might make my works redundant or worthless in some senses of those words) and that i will most likely remain in obscurity regardless and throughout - both of these things do not mean that I am a failure as a person, nor as an artist, and neither means that what I am making is pointless or that I should stop.
Because I'm not fighting against obscurity; I am fighting against the void, against death, and every game that I make before I lose that battle is my personal victory. Regardless of quality, regardless of skill, regardless of human connection or obscurity: I win. Every time. I just can't stop winning.