I made it known that I wanted to pursue art instead of going back to traditional college at this time. He didn't understand. I knew he wouldn't. I was still hurt, even though I knew it would be that way I was still discouraged.

Now I'm afraid to paint. I haven't yet. I don't want to prove to myself and those around me that I really can't do it.

Lillie has acne on her chin. It's ok.

I don't have a job, or school. I need to paint. 

Even though I'm afraid.