Thing is, I could be jealous all the time of all the artists I admire or those I feel like have “made it”. However it all truly boils down to the fact that I feel like I cannot match up to those who I perceive to be a higher skill than me. I realize that I become mad at myself and say all the shoulda, woulda, could’ves of all the possibilities i didn’t have due to my own foolish refusals and down right starved from growth when I needed someone there for me.