The story that was left untold

I have said in one of my old posts but I will say it again for new readers, is that I am a slow learner. It takes me longer to process things through. I hate when the heat is pushed onto me rather than helping me out and teaching me to step by step until I can do it alone. I’m not always up to date with people/things in this era. I understand if it frustrates you but that’s how I am. I like when people say I’m smart, it keeps me going. But on the inside, it kills me because I have to keep up with the reputation I’ve left. I just want to be accepted as I am rather than be forced to be someone I’m not. I don’t want this to be used against me even though it always happens. I just want to be accepted as the weaker one but also know that I’m strong enough to fight my own battle. I feel like I lack creativity some days and then go through inspiration from photos and make another version of it as it was my own my idea. Sometimes I feel like others are doing my work for me rather than me doing it alone. I always love seeing good ideas but being able to execute it is another story. I did art because I lacked other skills but it is normal for all humans. I may be not the best artist but it’s good enough even just for a few people to be impressed with. I even get told to not be too negative about myself but sometimes it feels like I need to get my story out there so it’s easier for everyone to understand my feelings. Sometimes I feel like I support my friends, family or strangers in whatever they do in life but there are times where I want to be told too so I know that I am appreciated rather than just know that there are people supporting me back.