I feel very depressed and since that is, I am a realist. To prove my realist way (my grandpa is another realist hero of mine and suffers from depression), I shut down another... get this another company.

Make this AT LEAST 3 companies that I singlehandedly destroyed with my pathetic art. I will NEVER succeed in life, every single thing I have done ends in massive failure, my entire family who is so delusional says its not me but they are NOT based in reality at all. I say I am the best realist in history, or more accurately depressive realism. Here are the names of the companies I have destroyed: Reflections Art Gallery, Open Hands ( a card company for autistic artists), and Social Stripes (same as Open Hands). I am in another gallery right now and I know that will fail since my art is there. The only reason why I get art everywhere is not because my art is good but because most of the places I am in are looking for autistic artists in the area.

I am dark. I am evil. I am THE realist. Another one of my fears have been confirmed but won't get into that here because people might call it delusional. Being a realist for me means everything goes for the worst.

I mean we have 3 businesses and every single one is total failure and doesn't even make money. My brother's app makes up to a couple hundred a YEAR meanwhile, he goes to an incubator and spends $200 a month so its a LOSS. We are wasting our money and getting nowhere. My business is just my starving art and makes maybe a thousand a YEAR only because of the shows we do and we do a lot. Outside of that we make absolutely NOTHING. Just remember at the shows EVERYONE makes at least something. Most of the time we do the worst out of everyone. Another business is simply a website that is for mentally interesting people and not one user for years now and its just our family writing back and forth. Massive failure is the name of the game and I ain't saying everything here. Won't say. My dad will retire with NO money. We will probably be on the streets and never know where our next meal is coming from. I won't say what I would do if it really comes to that. No amount of technology will save me.