/ic/ - Artwork/Critique

I wonder if I would have been a better artist if God didn't curse me with chronic pain. Makes me wonder why I do art, or really anything other than drugs when I've had a migraine for 7 years and it isn't going away. Half the time I can't even think straight, either because I spent the night before writhing around in bed sleeplessly, or just because the constant throbbing in my head distracting me. I hate this disgusting worthless useless fucking body I was forced into for my brief time on this planet.
Fucking hellish existence.