I am sixteen years old and I enjoy writing poetry. I want to become a poet.
Yet I have been reminded by my mother that I will never make it. That I cannot be a poet and make a life for myself. I understand she is doubtful. The poems I write I do not share with my family but when I do she claims “that is not something I like”. I appreciate her feedback but it is becoming repetitious.
She tells me that I should look into another occupation. Possibly a lawyer, computer technician or something worth someone’s time. I know I should not allow her to influence me in such a way but it does offend me greatly.
If anyone can offer a suggestion or encouragement I would appreciate it. This is my first time seeking help for this situation. I did not want to but lately the controversy has been wearing me out. Thank you.