I would normally agree with you - but this is simply highly optimistic towards Inno, a person who does not have the best track record regarding updates, scheduling, communication and whatnot.
Tons of these creatives and artists also stop their patreon/donator pledges and properly communicate with their backers/fans/community. Inno has not done much of that at all.
I'm not even truly saying my scenario is the actual case, I'm just saying I could see a chunk of the playerbase thinking so. Though to be honest with you I still don't want to completely disregard the possibility, there are some "vibes" in there that feel eerily familiar to me.
Regarding communication, in the hypothetical situation I described, while I'm not keen on earnestly defending this behavior (not only because it's not the patrons' fault, but also and especially because enabling this shite can only further drive the patient into perpetual stagnation, much like excessive pressure to just tough it out does, the balance is honestly a fucking nightmare to figure out, even when you're the afflicted one, let alone the bystander), there is still admittedly an unlikely possibility involving the factors of shame and self-loathing, looking at the job you've done and how little there is compared to what a normal person would have accomplished and realizing that's not much of a presentable look, and spiraling into rationalizations or attempts at salvaging your mess of an image, and coming up with excuses that you're not even quite sure are for them or for yourself, and so on.
Assuming such a thing could be the case, depending on how badly her brain could be rotting, she could also be caught in the situation where she can't really go back to a normal job and she doesn't quite have the level of funds to secure a living for the foreseeable future that could allow her to cut off her patrons out of kindness.
On top of that, being a brit (and possibly an actual woman to boot, which means further complications in the field of self-awareness) solving the problem through medical means could be another massive roadblock, as I reckon there most likely aren't any actually competent psychiatric professionals in that neck of the woods who could do anything useful instead of prescribing a cocktail of drooling retard happy pills and a visit to a therapist (AKA a prostitute you talk to instead of fucking).
I needed medical intervention to get out of my cesspit and I only made it through courtesy of cosmic luck bestowing upon me a ridiculously competent psychiatrist. Wrong meds, wrong treatment, going to a therapist that just enables your worst tendencies because to confront you about them would mean losing a paypi- I mean a client, and so on, all of those could set you back a couple (dozen?) Kays and at least several months while leaving you with no progress to show for it. That's assuming in this hypothetical scenario she was even aware that something is knocked loose in her kettle, which took me a better part of a decade to figure out while I kept believing I was just inherently a terrible person for not doing the things expected of me.
Again, it's not the fault of her patrons, they don't owe her anything, and this IS bad conduct that I'm not looking to defend or proclaim tolerable, but I could see a situation, however unlikely, where someone more optimistic would be keen on offering a tinge of sympathy. Still though, absurdly wild speculations that nobody should run with.
