I finally played truss. I cried a lot. It hits *so* eerily close to home.
It's such a haunting and terrifying feeling to lose your drive when you consider your entire purpose in life to be the creation of things. When your best means of expressing your emotions & experiences are works of art, it's as if you cannot speak anymore whenever you hit a creative wall; Burnout, fatigue, unsureness of who you wish to be.
I love truss. I understand how you feel.