Here goes nothing. At this point in my life, when it comes to my art, I literally have nothing to lose. Honestly, creating projects is cheaper for me than therapy. Why pay for therapy, when you can quite literally vomit all feelings onto paper and hang it up as a spectacle.
Spectacle. Think about it, being a spectacle is subjecting yourself to all sorts of criticism through that piece of paper that you just vomited on and hung up. Some WILL NOT get it. But that's because they just don't want to go there. They don't want to dig into the pits of their own soul and find sheer emptiness and wonder what to fill it with. They don't want to go to a place in their mind where they felt lonely or broken.