Could asking for feedback be hijacking your tracks? Some years ago, I buried a track on my hard drive. Not because it was bad. Because I asked one person what they thought. I don’t even remember what they said exactly. But I remember how it made me feel. Like maybe I’d been kidding myself. Like those weeks of work - the late nights, the tiny decisions, the moments where everything finally clicked - maybe none of it mattered. My confidence was shot. I hit pause on the project