I found that when I create something from my mind it and put it out there, it's like my body is turned inside out. The skin is no longer there to protect me, I can get touched one time and die from the spreading infection of negativity running through my body. I nervous because my expression is in a form that people with eyes can see. I stopped talking in videos because anyone with ears can hear my voice. You put yourself out there on a silver platter and you either entertain the best you can so you're good enough not to be eaten alive by the people.
I found my art to be depressing or sometimes violent. Occasionally, I would make something beautiful or so I thought.
Art comes in many forms; music, writing, drawing, creating.