Ironlady
Platinum Member
So I've been stressing out like crazy trying to get the rest of my paintings finished for the gallery that represents me in Dallas in time for the January market at the World Trade Center. Have been feeling so unprofessional because I missed my first deadline due to an influx of anxiety, stressors and no energy. Was given a two week extension and feel so much relief. Then I told my gallerist how appreciative I was for his patience and understanding. He was so gracious. I told him that even if this series didn't go over well that I really appreciated his support and belief in my art and for taking a chance with me. He then tells me that basically whether it flops or not doesn't matter. He believes enough in me that he is willing to professionally invest in my art and continue to support me in my development regardless. Made me cry. For believing my whole entire life that I was worthless, being shown that I was? My shame around having little education?. And here I am a little Midwestern woman being offered support by a thriving gallery at the World Trade Center in Texas. Good things can and do happen when you finally start believing they can.
What is a triumph you've had that helped you overcome your own negative trauma voices?
What is a triumph you've had that helped you overcome your own negative trauma voices?
