I was watering my front yard last Saturday when Mrs. Patterson from two doors down told her daughter that my hobby is a waste of time for someone my age. She said I should find something more productive than sitting around with yarn. I gave up knitting three years ago because of comments just like that, but now I want to pick my needles back up out of spite. I finished a full blanket in 2018 and it took me 40 hours of work, and I was proud of it until people like her made me feel dumb. Why do we let strangers decide what hobbies are worth keeping? Has anyone else here quit something they loved because of some random person's opinion?