Critique, one of my least favorite enemies. I don't think anyone really enjoys being criticized. My parents would always tell me to respond to criticism in a calm and peaceful manner, but it was always hard for me to do so. Putting up with criticism felt like putting up with a splinter in my finger. Trying to take out the splinter is quite challenging and trying to forget what was said about me was challenging as well. I dreaded hearing negative thoughts about what I had said or done. But as much as I hate criticism, it is a vital part of communication. Imagine people never told each other their negative opinions. People would go on living never...