By Matt BorsigPublished July 15, 2019 07:15:16As a child, I would love to be a painter.
That’s how I always pictured myself.
My mom and I used to paint all the time when I was younger.
It was so much fun.
I was so into it.
When I was about seven, I had a dream to become a painter and become a professional.
I think it was my birthday and I was really excited to have the opportunity to have a birthday party.
But when my mom showed up, she was super-surprised that I didn’t have a painting book.
I remember being so embarrassed.
I don’t remember the exact moment, but I remember her saying, “I’ve been painting all my life.”
I remember being really shy and not really feeling comfortable with what I was painting.
I never really knew how to paint before.
It’s like being on a soapbox.
Painting was a big part of my childhood, but at that time I never had any real confidence in myself.
So I started painting on the side and eventually became really good at it.
I always wanted to paint as a kid and now that I’m older, I realize that it’s much more than that.
I want to be an artist.
I’m not really sure how I’ll get there.
I do it for myself, for my friends, for the people that I care about.
I hope it will give me a better sense of purpose in life.
I have a lot of people in my life that I love.
I just want to paint with them.
I am still very shy and I haven’t really had any friends in my entire life.
But now that my friends have become more comfortable with it, I feel like it will be easier for me.
I feel more confident when I paint.