I only have a few minutes to type this before work, but I´ll try my best to make it readable.
I´m 19, almost 20, and I've been drawing seriously since I was 15.
Before uploading my comic this April, I had zero experience in writing (aside from high school essays) because I never expected myself to do a comic. Coloring was a mystery until the start of 2018, because I rarely did colored pieces. Yikes, I know. I wasn't very brave.
I started my comic on a whim, wanting to illustrate a story I had in my head. I thought it'd be a good way to strengthen my drawing weaknesses and practice writing. I didn't expect anybody to read it (I only had experience with tumblr, and we all know original stuff is nearly invisible on that site).
Fast forward to now. I had 35K subs on Webtoon until recently, when I was lucky enough to be promoted in the carousel on the front page by the staff. Because of that, I got a crap ton of attention. And with that... came critique and critics.
As you now know, I don't have experience with writing, and this comic was for me to practice with. I thought I was doing decently well, but then came the comments about my art being pretty, but the writing being... bad (some of that was because of the interaction of my main characters, but it's intentional). I had a comment inform me about an artist on Instagram "talking shit" about my writing. I couldn't find the person on instagram, but I did find other posts rating my comic somewhat low, and that really crushed me.
The comments like that are the minority, and there are so many sweet, supportive people! Both on here and Webtoon. However, I'm one of those people who think the people who hurt me are just brutally honest, rather than haters- and the majority are too nice to point things out. Instead of looking forward to reading comments like I usually do, I find myself with a sense of dread as I scroll.
I'm extremely grateful for the exposure, but I'm also not prepared for it. All of the confidence I managed to build up about my comic is leaking out pretty fast, and it's become so hard to work on it when I doubt myself so much. There's more I wanted to type, but I'm out of time