have thicker skin

It’s OK.

She’s just an awnry old lady who doesn’t like me very much. That’s her problem. I did my best in that class, and that’s all I can ever do.

I’ll never have her as a professor again.

No worries.

I wish I wouldn’t let people bother me so much.

There are some people out there (my friends and I just call them “one of those…”)that are just douches and don’t realize it. My life seems to be full of these people right now. I just wish I wouldn’t let them get to me.

I wish I didn’t get frustrated around them, or all moody and bitchy. But I do. How can I learn to not take things so personally?

I need some alone time, I think. Sorry for complaining.

I cry at the drop of a hat. Anything and Everything, I cry. I also take nearly everything personally.

I want to have thicker skin so that I can be able to accept criticism gracefully. Then maybe I won’t be so reluctant to share my own art and ideas with those I really admire.