It amuses me how I manage to get myself all tangled up on the small details of things when the bigger picture is right there in front of me, cheering me on. I just spent a few minutes going through some old entries in the Pet Forum and was amazed how far I have really come and how much of that seemed so incredibly impossible at the time. From the idea of selling my art, to starting a business, to doing shows on my own it's almost as though each step has been like pulling teeth. Me admittedly being too frightened of making mistakes or failing, but now being too bull headed to give up. I can remember the arguments about doing my art; both with my parents and my in laws.. Ironically arguing both sides of the story. By the time my in laws got involved I had given up wanting to do anything with my art believing what I had been told too often : I wasn't good enough. If another kid is never told those words it will be too soon. I hope there is never another kid that is ever told that (I know that's not true and will never happen but why not?) I still find it hard sometimes to believe in myself. I let me talk myself out of things that are very reachable, and very realistic. The biggest thing holding me down some days is me. But I am getting better. And I am starting to allow myself to be me no matter what other people think... But like the song says :Some days are better than others. And if you ever think you aren't making progress- keep a journal of yourself as you go down your road- you will surprise yourself at how strong you really are.
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