Since I was young I wanted to be a kindergarten teacher or write children’s books. In elementary school there was a yearly contest to write and illustrate a book, I worked so hard but always got beat out by the “smart” student! It was so frustrating. It didn’t deter me, I kept trying but to no avail unfortunately. Even then I knew it mattered who you were and how your parent were etc….I was a nobody in that regard. I spent my free time writing stories and pictures to go alone with them. It was my own world to deal with a not so great home life, it was my escape and I created all on my own. Loved reading, being artistic and getting lost in it all. I often wonder what I could be had I had more support and encouragement….I didn’t have that at all. Felt ignored and left to my own devices and I needed guidance for sure. Does anyone relate?