I've been determined for a long to time to make a living making art. I've never had much faith in myself but kept believing I could do it because of my natural talent... well skills, as I don't have much inspiration these days. The other day, my mom sees one of my paintings and says to me, "Why do you keep doing that when it's not any good." I felt so low. My own mom. I barely have any faith in myself and then here she is to tell me what a failure I really am. It brought me down so low. How could your own mom say something like that? I've had the longest day today just thinking about all of it. I came home and destroyed what I had been working on, thinking it wasn't good enough, that nothing will ever be. I know it's probably a one in a million chance of ever making a good living off art, but I wanted to at least try and then fail as I struggled my way through, not have someone I love tell me it's all crap and that I should give up now. I already feel like that most days but to have it told to you by someone you love... It turned me inside out. I don't know what to do. I'm so lost. I hate myself more than I ever have and I'm at the brink. Maybe I've been dreaming too long. I feel like if I don't have this one thing, I have nothing. It's all I'm good at. How do you overcome something like this. When the one person you thought could give you that unconditional support doesn't? If I give up now, I feel like the only thing left for me is to kill myself. I hate myself so much. I'm a failure.