Kinda proud of how well I took some face to face criticism, lately.
First I acknowledged to myself how I was taking the conversation. It began with recognizing my emotional knee jerk reaction to the statements. Allowing those feelings to be.
Then I tried to not just hear the words, but listen as much as my emotional ears would allow. Once that knee jerk reaction blew over, then I would want review what was said to find useful information.
I am rather pleased with being face to face with criticism and processing it in the best possible way. That was a huge feat. Growth. Growth as a writer and as a human being as well.
I am practicing receiving criticism, a tough part of writing. Some is helpful, some isn’t. Discerning between the two types isn’t always clear cut. But you have to be able to not just take criticism but to listen to it as well.
I think you learn as much about the person making the criticism as you do about the subject the critic is about. Having witnessed someone be disrespectful and down right childish put me off this method of improving. It wasn’t even me that was the recipient of that less than altruistic moment. The sour impression stuck with me for a very long time.
Building up my own confidence was necessary to prepare to be on the receiving end. I know I can’t prevent myself from being caught in a similar situation, but I felt I could prepare to find myself in like circumstances and be prepared to rise above such an experience, should it happen to me.