Here is a story of a man named Bertrand Russell.

Bertrend Russell suffered the tortures of the damned each time he was called upon for a speech until one day he said to himself,"
What difference does it really make in the scheme of things if Bartrend Russell makes a good or a poor speech?" It would be of no world-shaking importance. History would go on unchange. And he says that when he overcame his egotistical concern about being humiliated, his fears left him, and began to enjoy making speeches-and they were betteer speeches!

NOW I put this in art(and life) and now I am not afriad to draw anything.
But i keep most of it between rated E-Pg13.

But if anyone is having trouble with being themself well show them this. I know it made me feel better about what I do.