Adventure Number Four.

While I was at MIAD my drawing teacher talked to each of us one last time about our work before we left. And this is pretty much what he said..

"Amber, people need to tell you more often that you are not good enough. You need to work harder and push yourself more. I feel as though you don't even try. You're not living up to you potenal. I think you know your better than a lot of others so you feel no reason to try"

And after that a lot of different emotions were taking over myself. I felt as though I was doing really well and I was trying the hardest I could. But yet he said I wasn't at all.

I was angry.
I was offended.
I was sad.
I was torn.

But through all that I realized that maybe it was a good thing. That maybe it because he could see that I can do great things. And it was his twisted way to bring those great things closer to reality. By breaking me to build me back up in a better way. To tear my down now when I'm still growing to make me stronger that way when someone else does the same i'm prepared. Odd motivation. Tough love in a way.