Herp a derp

I have a question. I was recently in a live performance (it was nuts, completely unscripted, controversial, and mildly humiliating). It went well but I'm still anxious about it. How do you put yourself out there, knowing what you're doing is crazy, and still live with yourself? I'm shitting bricks thinking someone might recognize me. I've always wanted people to just leave me alone but the thrill of people actively giving me that "look" you get when you're unintentionally weird in public but completely uncensored and outright was awesome. And it wasn't unintentional, to go and put myself out there. I don't regret it but I wish I was less anxious. Any live performers or people who are fighting social anxiety who can give me advice would be great. I have therapy on the 21st and I plan on talking to him about this but for the next 5 days I'd like some help till then. Thank you!!

My dream is to go into an art school or to have a profession in music. I don't want to be a scientist. Or a lawyer, or a doctor. That, however, is what my mom wants me to be.

I've been drawing since I was a little kid, and I wrote and made poetry and wrote songs. I'm a pretty decent singer (I used to be in my school chorus), and I play guitar. My family has never really had a ton of money so I'm okay with a small salary. I know how to save money. I'm still getting good grades in school, I don't do drugs or drink or anything stupid, but I would still like to be taken seriously. I understand I'm young (forgot to say I was fifteen), but even if it IS just a phase, I think parents should reward and encourage their kids for being determined in their dreams.

I don't know, the way my mom is treating me about wanting to be an artist is really bumming me out. She keeps saying crap like "be prepared to blow the manager" and "have fun being poor". Am I a disappointment, and should I care? Should I just ignore her and continue on with my own path?

My grandpa is sending me an iPod for Christmas, but it comes this friday rather than on actual christmas. I know, as I have at least 14 friends whose iPods are broken or cracked because the so much as dropped it on the floor. I am worried that my family won't treat the package correctly or my dog will eat it and I will have to get it fixed. My family is notorious for having our PC fixed after three years of it collecting dusk in a corner. I am worried if it gets broken it WON'T get fixed. I also already know what it is, so I see no reason to wait till Christmas to open it. I need more reason why I should open it because my technologically disadvantaged dad will let me open the damn thing before one of my two little sisters, their many friends, my dog, my dad, or any other person throws the **** across a damn room not knowing what it is. And no, I will not trust them, as many of my things have been broken by the people listed above. Please help.

The worst part is, she keeps saying she found the stuff I told her about, or that she was like that first. For instance, I've always been a tomboy. When I was little, my favorite color was blue, I loved cats, bats, rats, I kept spiders as pets, I loved to play with snakes, and halloween was my favorite holiday. Then one day she started saying SHE was a tomboy, and I copied HER. After that, she stole my favorite books, my clothing styles, and my music. I really hate when people do this, my best friend as a child recently left me all alone with no friends because she said I wasn't as cool as her. I listened to rock, screamo, and metal music. Now, all she listens to is rock, screamo, and metal music, along with a combination of "hipster" ripoffs of such music. She critiques my music choices, saying I have less knowledge than her. I worry these people will steal everything I ever do. I fear for my personality, that it is to be stolen from me. My PERSONALITY. How do I let them know that this kind of behavior is seriously ****** up? My sister is twelve, my friend is fourteen, I'm thirteen. Please help me!