You will never be a real artist. You have no focus, you have no skills, you have no passion. You are a shitter frogposter twisted by brainrot and quick validation into a mockery of man's industrious nature.
All the “validation” you get is two-faced and half-hearted. Behind your back people mock you. Your parents are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your daily dramas behind closed doors.
Artists are utterly repulsed by you. Years of years of social development have allowed artists to sniff out energy leeches with incredible efficiency. Even shitters who “pass” are unhappy and held back by baggage. Your behavior is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a normie friend to add you to his 'cord, he'll turn tail and ghost you the second he gets a whiff of your diseases, rotted, 'jak folder.
You will never be happy.