....i think i just realized something very obvious.
my whole life i've been utterly baffled by the fact that some people....aren't artists? like i get that not everyone can be a good artist, not everyone wants to make a living at it, not everyone enjoys making art in the exact same way i do, but the idea that there are people who don't really write, paint, sing, draw, knit, work backstage, sculpt, act, dance, crochet, make collages or scrapbooks, take photos, create OCs, do graphic design, don't do any sort of art, and still live perfectly happy, fulfilling lives baffles me. like yeah, logically, it makes sense there are people out there who just don't feel fulfilled from the act of creating art, who have other hobbies and passions, who see me doing art and are like "i'm happy for you!" but have no desire to join in, but as someone who gets very depressed if i can't write and loves to indulge every creative impulse that comes my way, i'm just like, "how?". this is something that keeps me sane, that makes the world go 'round as far as i'm concerned--how do you just... not care for it? how does it not feel like there's something fundamental missing?
and then i realized.
this is how allo people feel about those of us on the ace/aro spectrum, isn't it?
