I have confidence in rain."
Confidence. It's an interesting thing. Today I was suppose to take pictures with HaHansen of the looks I have created and instead I am sitting at home on the couch feeling rather broken down. It may seem silly but it is impossible for me to seperate myself from the things I love, and I love to sew, I love the things I make and I am terrified of putting them out there for the world to see. Afraid of being rejected. I am a coward. I spent all morning excited, building myself up, getting ready for a photo shoot. I felt like an athlete preparing for a big game only to have personal problems postpone the shoot and leave me unable to perform. Now I just feel deflated.
why is it so hard to believe in myself and for that to be enough?