The Manure of Experience III

I need approval. I am only happy when someone else says it's good. I am destroyed when they say it isn't and I will feverishly work at improvement until they do say it'a good. Like the thing with Denver. He told me my approach was wrong when soliciting photographs and it wasn't so much that I wanted to fix the promblem as it was that I wanted him see that I "got it". I became a nodding, jibbering monkey.