I hate to admit it, but I rely on other people's approval more that your average mature-aged person. Without it, I don't know whether what I do is any good - whether it's writing a story, raising a child or working at a job.
Yesterday, the editter dropped by for a rare visit, and she was very encouraging about my plans to write a Chinese story for the School Journal. And because of that, I have enough confidence to go ahead with "Rice Goes With Everything".
Some things would be so much easier, if I had self-confidence.