Why am I writing this?

Recently, I've felt a distinct lack of creativity in my life. I once loved to write--it was my single greatest outlet. But I've been required to write so much that I'm actually kind of sick of it. Don't ask me why I'm writing this now. It's actually pushing me to my very limits. In the past few weeks I've written upwards of two or three newspaper articles, a research paper for my AP English class, a mini research paper for my honors Spanish II class (if you can believe that), and countless assignments for creative writing. I am sick and tired of writing. And that hurts. My favorite thing to do on earth has been twisted and transformed into something that I no longer really want to do. It makes me mad, actually. I want to write on my own time. But I just can't. So forgive me for the extended absences.