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Criticism.
It doesn't define me.
It doesn't have any basis in my self-worth.
And yet...
I could let myself be kept in turmoil, stumbling each way I turn.
It's a balancing act--trusting yourself when others doubt you, yet being strong enough to make allowance for their doubting, too. When criticism comes, I think the most constructive approach is to ask myself, "Is there any truth to this?" and if so, adjust, then move on and pray that when people bump my cup, the purest water spills over the edges.
I am my father's daughter. It was never in my make-up to play it safe...to avoid attempting something hard for fear of failure. With me, it's more do-or-die...give it everything or nothing. There's no effort accomplished without error and shortcomings. The greatest reward comes from striving valiantly to do that thing critics say cannot be done even while I am doing it.
Perhaps, when seen through the best light, criticism is a girl's best friend...tangible proof that while I might not be doing a flawless job, I am at least doing a job worth noticing.
Criticism.
It doesn't define me.
It doesn't have any basis in my self-worth.
It doesn't make me a lesser person.
And if I can rise above, it might make me a better person.
How do you deal with criticism?
