u/Character_Tax_7432

For context, I (F22) just finished university, and have been living in my accommodation to relax with one of my last opportunities before moving back in with my parents in 2 weeks. I've also been having some health issues lately, dull tightness in the chest for 2 weeks+ and lots of those post-grad mental issues :')

My mum fosters rescue dogs occasionally, with 2 of our own, and we had 3, but she passed away recently. She wants to foster again, saying one of our dogs is depressed and should have a friend, but there's a cut-off point to request a foster which is today.

I mentioned to her last night that my chest is worrying me and I might travel home if it doesnt improve so people can monitor me, and now she wants me to come home so she can foster. However, I woke up and it is improving, so I decided not to come. It's about a 6 hour trip.

My sister messaged me that I should do her a favour and travel home and dog sit so she can pick up a foster dog, considering I owe her because she helps me run my online shop while I've been at uni, and I'm running my first art market soon which she is accomanying me with (She's overstressing and worrying about it a month in advance, but thats another thing)

For me, I'm returning home in less than 2 weeks away. I'm quite ill at the minute and the travel time feels daunting, and I have responsibilities that I need my PC for. Its also very obvious she doesnt care about my health and wants me to come back just to babysit the dogs for 6 hours on Sunday. WIBTA if I said no? It feels ungrateful, but what's the point when I'm moving back home so soon anyway?

I thought I'd burnt out before but its nothing like this. It hit me 2 months ago during the final stretch of art uni - I'd overscoped my final project and it was left an absolute mess, and a waste of 4 months, and a lot of emotional turmoil. I would manage 1 or 2 hours on ny project a day then, as opposed to 12-13 at the start.

I'm now 1 week and 1 day past the deadline date and I'm still feeling sick looking at my drawing tablet. I have no inspiration and no motivation. I can't believe I've become the artist I used to look at and not understand. I was so motivated and passionate for years and years. I even did a year in the industry, a 9-5 in concept art, and I would go home and draw all evening.

I'm scared I'll never love the chase or the creation again. I don't want to do anything, I just lay in bed or go on multiple hour long walks, I dont even want to play games or watch films... No "art block" solution seems to be appearing to me. Do I just wait it out??

Help!!!!