>Be me
>About 6 or 7 years old
>Very reserved
>Don't talk to other kids during our "indoor recess"
>Instead I go to our mini library and read books that look interesting
>Lots of "Calvin and Hobbes" and "Big Nate" collections
>Notice a book I haven't seen before
>Captain Underpants
>Open it up
>A lot of pictures, so I had already taken a liking to it
>Read through about half of it
>InLove.jpg
>Interested to know if there are more
>Scour the library for the next installment and find nothing
>Three weeks later
>We're having a book fair
>Teachers walks us down to the fair and I look through piles of books to try and find the one thing I was looking for
>"What are you looking for, anon?"
>"Captain Underpants" i say worried
>"I think I saw some of those over here"
>Grab book
>Buy book
>Read immediately
>Like how the main characters drew up their own comics so I decide to pick up drawing
>10 years old
>Constantly reminded by my bitch of an older sister that she's a better artist than me
>Draws dumb weebshit, but I was too young to realize it was bad
>Still reading Captain Underpants
>Feeling unenthused and tired of trying to do art
>Finish latest book
>Notice an extra message at the end
>Long paragraph
>In essence it said, Don't get too hung up on the flaws in your art and just keep going forward with the goal of improvement and don't be afraid of having flaws in your art
>Start to tear up
>Felt like he was talking to me
>Promise myself to keep going just like he said
TFW Captain Underpants is the only reason I still do art
TFW I'm actually good at art and am noticing my shortcoming and moving past them
TFW a grown man in his underwear shaped what I've become