Writing is hard, man. I wish I didn't care about quality as much as I do. I spend a few months on something and then one day I just delete it because it doesn't feel right, and that cycle has been repeating for a good two years now. Feels like everything has to be perfect and it just ends up crushing you under that expectation, y'know? And all that's lead to is a continually declining interest in writing that doesn't feel the same anymore.
Seems like all my hobbies end up like this. Used to be good at art but I started to doubt myself and now I'm rusty and it's so unsatisfying spending a good hour or two on a piece when it always ends up so... meh.
I've recently started to play piano but it's really hard when you're autistic. I have a thing, I think it's called stimming, where my hands and feet are pretty much constantly bouncing and whatnot, and that really messes with me while I'm practicing.
It just sucks having to find new stuff to do all the time knowing that eventually you'll have to move on from that as well. Hoping this doesn't spiral into worse hobbies like gambling.