IT'S TIME FOR QUINN TO GIVE BAD ADVICE!
I will keep my DM open for the next ninety minutes. If you have a problem in your life you would like me to take an ill-advised run at, send it.
As always, if you ask me car-repair questions, please realize I believe my car is powered by steroid-addled guinea pigs.
So, how and whom to ask?
Let's stick with mentors.
Something to consider; "I'm looking around, trying to find my mentor" is a marvelous way of avoiding getting work done.
Get back to work.
1. Your husband keeps policing these Facebook fans, getting your pictures taken down,
2. You send out a blind email to everyone who keeps doing this, and ask them, again, "Please do not put my picture up."
I would do the second one, but I'm antisocial.
You may be a little less polite.
Consort's friend "Bryan" is the funniest man Consort knows.
(I am the funniest woman he knows)
Bryan is effortlessly funny, and FAST, creating characters and situations without turning a hair. It comes breathtakingly easy to him. Therefore, he writes...dramas.
1. Credit card companies (all financial institutions) are not your friend. They exist to move money from your balance sheet to their balance sheet. Any incentives they offer benefit them more than they benefit you.
Meyers-Briggs is mostly junk.
Now, on to the question of "How not to take a person who has seen me naked actions personally?"
It's hard. The silence feels personal, because it is. It's happening to you.
Men don't realize what silence does to the female brain. You're creating castles in the air filled with pliant young women he is currently cavorting with and he's all "Nothing is going on, I'll text her when I have something to say."
"I don't want him to think I'm only interested in getting money."
I'm intrigued by the word "Only."
Maybe you can, but it changes the dynamic going in the door and every step thereafter. That's hard request to undo.
Take it away, Consort!
As long as you don't speak it or write it you're probably okay.
"I already disappointed my father enough when he was alive."
You deserve to extend yourself the same kindness.
You want to create art for a living.
Probably not realistic.
I say this not because I know your work but because there are a finite amount of walls and there are a great many photographers and because I live in Los Angeles and artists are poor.
"But, my camera," you correctly note.
Okay, dead camera.
Not dead artist.
Well, life is a battle. You are facing some shit.
What if you use your phone? What if you create a pinhole camera? What if you borrow a friend's camera for a month?
Artists are in pain unless they create. You don't have to be in pain. The limitations will first annoy you, and then they will give you gifts you can't even imagine yet.
Isn't it nice to know a lot. And a little bit, not.
As my former boss, the febrile but brilliant Susan Smith used to say when someone was suddenly terrible, "Now you know with whom you're having the pleasure."
What to do with this new information?
Depends. She has betrayed your trust in real, meaningful, maybe irreparable ways. But a mentor doesn't have to be perfect, they have to be useful.
You are allowed to grieve for the relationship you thought you had and coldly consider whether there's anything left for you in the relationship you would have.