AgentRobot427

You know, I never thought I would end up earning a living as an artist. My dream had always been to become a writer, but a lack of support at a very young age steered me toward the path of an artist, even though I could have easily never become one. And that’s because, in the very beginning, I had no support at all. Not from family, not from friends, and certainly not from acquaintances. This was between 2003 and 2007, when I was 10 to 14 years old. I was always a creative person and had already been trying to draw since I was 3. And when I learned to write in first grade, I would spend days on end trying to create fantastical stories about dragons and unexplored worlds. The adults around me mostly acted as critics, and their criticism often discouraged me from creating anything. My parents grew up in a society where praising children for achievements was uncommon. However, pointing out mistakes and condemning for imperfect skills was considered “the norm.” I grew up in an