Yesterday I was a bit taken aback by something a very close friend said to me when I proudly handed her the printed edition of my book. She immediately busted my bubble of pride and pointed at it saying "Is that the picture you're going to put on there?" I think you should use another one. Bubble busted! I spent the rest of the afternoon hurting on the inside, I didn't say anything to her as she went on to point out things she thought were not done right.
At one point I even questioned whether my work was any good at all. I thought maybe that all the other well-wishers were lying to me, including those who'd read it and said they found it quite good. Well today, I woke up with a fresh view of things. I re-examined my book and I decided to get a new photo done, not to please her, but because I want to look my best on my work of art. I also learnt, that the most discouraging people around you are sometimes your own friends.
Though I was deflated, I chose to find the value of what she was saying in her own, hurtful way. The rest I discarded. I ate the meat and threw away the bones. Perhaps this is a useful piece of advise for you today.
At one point I even questioned whether my work was any good at all. I thought maybe that all the other well-wishers were lying to me, including those who'd read it and said they found it quite good. Well today, I woke up with a fresh view of things. I re-examined my book and I decided to get a new photo done, not to please her, but because I want to look my best on my work of art. I also learnt, that the most discouraging people around you are sometimes your own friends.
Though I was deflated, I chose to find the value of what she was saying in her own, hurtful way. The rest I discarded. I ate the meat and threw away the bones. Perhaps this is a useful piece of advise for you today.
