adults think they know everything

When I was about 18 I went to a odd hotel in Great Yarmouth. It was too see if I deserved an arts sponsorship to get to arts school. 

I didn't get it. 

One of the panel + they were all grown up. They were adults. They didn't believe that I could have experience grief or pain. 

Fools. 

Those were some of my darkest days. Those were hard, my art was raw and amateur and real. 

Today I am less of the artist that I was then.