I'd like to tell you a story.
A long time ago, when I was in college, I took beginning figure drawing. I hadn't drawn people before, and to be honest, I was very out of my depth. I struggled the entire class, as the anatomy lessons just weren't clicking with me. One day, the teacher assigned us homework, to go home and do several sketches of the people around us. I went to one of my friends at the time and drew her portrait. Her reaction is something that has been burned in my head from that point on.
Why did you draw me like that? Is that how you really see me?
She hated it.
I was devastated, and avoided drawing the human figure for several years after that. The thing is? It put a HUGE damper in my education. I excelled in other areas, while my grasp of anatomy remained intensely flawed and deeply avoided. Even when I began to draw people again, I still stumbled when it came to faces. To this day, it is one of the areas I struggle with the most, as that fear of 'what if they hate it' rises up.
One day I asked all of you to give me an honest critique of my body of work. What you liked, what you disliked, what you felt I had a good grasp on and what you felt I should improve on. One person said a comment, that I don't remember precisely, but the gist of it was "I like your work, but when I reach the faces, I fall out of the image".
It hurt to read that, and felt like I was back in that day when my friend was upset at what I'd drawn. The difference is? I was a grown woman, and just plain tired of running away from things like that. So when I read that statement and felt the twinge of hurt, I picked myself up, cracked my knuckles.. and started drawing faces, like the stubborn ox that I am sometimes. All the time.
I still struggle, I'm not gonna lie. My ability to draw faces is not where I want it to be, and I do not have the spread of skill in facial designs that I would like to have. But they have improved and they are growing each time I squish the doubts that rise up, and just keep going.
At the end of the day, you will not improve if you do not try. It takes thousands and thousands of bad arts, to make a good piece of art, so you need to face that fear and make bad art. Then keep going, and keep going and make art until the bad days start to be outnumbered by the good.