I lost it about a year after DD was born. When I moved into a council house that had the most disgusting dog poo brown peeling walls, dirty skirtings, no carpet and concrete floor, no furniture, fleas, slugs and cigarette butts all over the garden. Was left to get on with decorating my the council with an 8 month old baby.
My family helped with painting a couple of the rooms sporadically over the space of 10 months and I attempted the bathroom and then they lost interest. Before this I used to draw every day, write a blog, paint, make things with crafts, help people, choose nice outfits, take photos, put on creative events and I even had a vintage clothes store at one point. Now I just feel nothing. Just flat. It's like the state of the skirting boards have taken all my passion away from me and I don't have time to tackle the decorating properly because I have to work to get dd's nursery funded which she has really needed with lockdown.
The other things I used to love doing don't take up half as much energy or time and I can put them away when not working on them but i just have no enthusiasm for anything creative when I'm at home. Its get me really down. Not really looking for the magic answer but wanted to rant and ask for some motivation and positivity to get past this.