I resonate with this. I've been there, even at that age of 19. This piece of art is complete, because the incompletion is a part of this.
When I sketched stuff out like this, I would quickly delete it, because I gave power to what I thought people's impression of me would become my reputation.
My advice to you, as a 35 year old man, as a fellow neurotic artist that dips and dives in and out of depression- my advice as it pertains to this art piece, is never delete this submission.
You will grow as an artist, as a person, as a romantic, everything will change. This website will change. You may go away and return years later to rediscover this piece.
And you'll look upon it with wiser eyes. You'll look at this face that you've drawn with a soul that remembers exactly where you were when you drew it. You'll remember that spaghetti, and the environment you were in where you ate it. You'll remember the ceiling or wall that you stared at as you tried and failed to sleep.
And you'll smile. Because this is a marker that you can measure for your own growth. You'll smile because it got better.
That need for connection is human. It's only a matter of time that someone recognizes that you have a lot of love to give, and it'll click into place when Real Recognizes Real.
A newfound meaning to pick up, when I say goodbye by saying "Keep it real."
Keep creating. Step away and reset every once and a while, kick your feet by walking around the block.
And if you don't feel like doing that, and you wanna chat, my inbox is open at any time. Feel free to message me, man.