I lose confidence in my delivery of the story everyday. I don't have the time to put in the blood, sweat, and tears that I want to put into my story, at least as far as illustration goes. My days are limited, especially being as unhealthy and weak as I am. I should have died already.
I have a lot of confidence in my story itself. It's bizarre but charming, and the setting is very unique. The characters are very thoroughly developed and I've made sure to fill every plothole I can possibly generate. Not to mention, the lore is deep but not too overly complicated, giving secondary stories to every main story so things don't get too stale or mild. There's mystery around every corner.
That being said, putting so much effort into the story itself made me want to put equally as much effort into the illustrations and paneling. But that isn't realistic, because if I did that I would die before my story was complete. And it's not worth it. So I settle. People still think my art is good....they comment on it a lot. But deep down I know that I am better and I feel like I am conning my readers.