Anyway, back to my story.
Dad asked me why I was taking a photography workshop and I told him it's something I had just always wanted to learn. Mom interjected 'She thinks she's going to actually do something with it. What, now you're going to get a masters of photography?'. Then she rolled a big eye roll at me.
I felt like I had been stabbed in the heart. I shouldn't have even told her I was interested in it as a hobby. I don't know why I tell her anything. Even my mom doesn't believe in me.
I hope I will always make Lovie feel like she can do anything she wants to do.
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