How my creative was murdered

So to all of nobody that knew it, I was on vacation last week. It lasted a nice 9 days, in those 9 days I was able to push off the feeling of failure and all that jazz to make an art thread. I was able to successfully draw things with out that awful feeling hanging around behind me. Then friday rolls around and I have to go back to work. Starts off okayish, then as the night progresses it gets back to the point I was at 10 days ago. Hating it and wanting to put a bullet in my head. So I get home and figure I'll draw something, well screw that, I just sat staring at a blank screen for about an hour. I finally doodle something, but It just felt and looked like crap.


So I'm convinced walmart has killed my ability to just be productive.