I went to art college on a vague sense of this is what I should do... and not much else. I had a sense that this experience would push me and open me. How true that was going to be for me, I had no idea.

When I got there I crashed and burned, and had a mental breakdown.

That doesn’t mean it was the wrong path for me.

Sometimes useful is just telling the truth as you see it on that day. And allowing someone else to see their truth matters on that day too.