The other day I received some feedback for something that I did recently. Not really a big deal because I always welcome feedback, but this feedback went in the wrong direction! Everyone knows that good feedback should be thought out, concise, and constructive.
The feedback that I received was nothing that I just noted and it blew me out. Actually I was hurt. I slipped into a self-doubting mode and it lasted quite a while. I was so done that I called Cousin Dee so that she could talk me down and help get my mind right.
In the usual fashion, she made me laugh about it during the entire conversation, but every now and then, I would slip into that zone that prompted me to call her in the first place. By the end of the conversation I was good and moving on thinking that I can only do what I do; nothing else.
I’m hired because people like my style and the quality of work that I produce and of course everyone loves my winning personality. I’m not gloating but it is what it is.
So yesterday, I reviewed some information that got me feeling some kind of way again then I just had to throw my hands up like for real. I cannot win them all. No one can.
Last night, I thought about my reaction and realized that I let someone get the best of me over something that boiled down to bullshit.
My assessment led me to realize that… I’m an artist, and I’m sensitive about MY shit!
On another note:
– I’m done with my winter semester with two classes knocked out. The end of the tunnel is 1 year away! This time next year, I’ll be inviting you to my graduation ceremony… I’m so looking forward to being down with this chapter of my life!
– I thoroughly enjoyed the 1st installment of the PBS series “Black in Latin America.”
– My hair looks like a hot mess, but not in this photo that was taken by my friend Shades. It’s a hot mess in real life. Cannot wait to get it ‘did’ Saturday!