Ever make a really nifty and humorous tutorial that you put your heart into and felt proud of, then after presenting it, it occurrs to you that it had nothing to do with the reason it was going to be made in the first place?
I posted in a psychology community on google+ for help about my life struggles, and how difficult it was. And gave them every reason why i should be suicidal, but i told them i had no intention of committing suicide, so they bumped me out and deleted my post... And for a while I was having faith in humanity. (No drama, not going to discuss it. just saying.)
Looking back at some sketches, and game design documents on my PC dated summer of 2015. I started development with the release of MZ, but in 2015, I felt a strong desire to make a game out of the blue. I remember feeling sad for no apparent reason, and all these ideas rushed into my head. Now that I think about it, since that day, everything has become easier to do on my PC . . . it’s very creepy.