I've dealt with the heartbreak of losing my passion for something that lit my soul for over a decade. Nothing compares to the pain that accompanies falling out of love with an art form, but through other forms of art, I've started to mend the hole this absence has left. To anyone dealing with this, I know you feel crazy, I know you feel unheard, and I know you're trying to prevent the inevitable. You are not alone in this.
(This was initially a school project, but it has turned into much more than that.)