|steve as gulliver in the land of lilliput|
I wasn't. At first, to be honest, I was disappointed. Then I felt slighted. Then I was a bit angry. Then I realized how ridiculous those feelings were. All those emotions and thoughts took about thirty seconds to process through my brain.
It was a contest, not a judgement on my vision, creativity, or talent. I was still the same person. Nothing had really changed. I just wasn't chosen, for whatever reason. And the main reason I paint, and take photographs, and write this blog is still there, still sound. And that reason is me. I do all the things I do because of an inner urge, or drive, or whatever you want to call it, for ME. That other people get some pleasure or enjoyment out of what I create is an added bonus. I have always enjoyed making others laugh or bringing them pleasure. But even if no one looked or said a thing about anything I do, I would still do it.
So I am not really a loser. You can only be a loser if you see yourself as a loser. What you are, the essence of who you are, comes from inside you, not from the judgement or views of others. Let what others say be a chance to learn and grow, and take what anyone says, positive or negative, with a grain of salt. Because no one can really judge another person. We all see life through different eyes, with different standards.
There are no losers, really. And after all, a contest is just a contest.