Katelyn H., TIWP Student

If I didn’t have to care about what anyone thought of me, I’d wake up slower and later, both out of laziness and because I need the sleep. Discipline can wait. I’d draw what I’d truly want to draw and forget what everyone tells me now, “that realism is the only form of true art and everything else is a useless product of imagination.” Whether I’d share them with others is my decision, and I shouldn’t have to force myself to reveal them to the public. I’d laugh louder, talk more, and say what I want to say. I’d cook what I want to cook, eat what I want to eat, read what I want to read, and watch what I want to watch. And yet, the strangest thing is that I would be kinder, not out of obligation or for the sake of reputation, but because it would feel like the truth.