If you have to be somebody, choose yourself.
I stayed away from drawing since I was a freshman in high school. The art teacher criticized me for not following his instructions. Very badly.
How come I should listen to what the old guy —who knows nothing about me— says to express what I want to express? Why should I be blamed so badly in front of other students?
That was the time I threw away what I was passionate about from childhood. No drawing since then.
Back to the present…
I failed a lot of things. I lost many things. I thought I was a failure. I almost killed myself.
Then I realized, what the heck? Forget about what others say or think. Do what I am passionate about before completely giving up on my life. And see what happens.
I chose myself. I allowed me to draw again. 29 years after I was humiliated at the art class. And I started sharing my doodles with the world.
My life starts changing since then. I might be still far from “success” in the traditional terms, but I am no longer a failure.
Because I decided to choose myself.