I’ve always thought of myself as an organizer and motivator with strong leadership skills. Once, fifteen years ago, someone told me I was bossy—that I just snapped my fingers and expected people to jump. Those words were said in anger—one time—fifteen years ago—but they made me question who I was. I know better than to let someone’s negative words define me, but still, those words have stayed with me. I wish I could just snap my fingers and make them disappear. I guess if I were truly bossy, I could.
“Snap”–Graphite and Colored Pencil