Let me tell you something true about me:
I HATE disappointing people. Yet, sometimes at work, I screw up. People come down hard on me, but no one comes down on me harder than I do. Because I hate to hear people point out things I did wrong--especially when they are choices I stopped and questioned, and then did anyway.
Maybe that's why this section of The Last Lecture by Randy Pausch is loitering in my mind:
"Coach Graham rode you pretty hard, didn't he?" he said.
I could barely muster a "yeah."
"That's a good thing," the assistant told me.
"When you're screwing up and nobody says anything to you anymore, that means they've given up on you."
You may not want to hear it, but your critics are often the ones telling you they still love you and care about you and want to make you better.
Remember, bloggees. People tell you your writing sucks because they believe you have the potential to do better. Prove 'em right.