Living the dream. One day at a time.
We just finished the dress rehearsal for Whose Aemilia, and I'm so fucking emotional right now.
I still can't believe that I am actually able to follow my dreams after having giving up on them so many years ago. They were literally and figuratively beaten out of me. So, being here, in this moment, is just too surreal.
Thank you to Rachel, who took a chance on someone who had never stage managed a play before never mind with a bunch of professional actors.
Thank you to all my friends-cum-family who were always there for me no matter what.
To all those out there who feel so alone, that they'll never belong anywhere, and that they're freaks that no one will love or accept or understand: just hang on. It WILL happen, but only if you fight for it. And, yes, sometimes it's ok to give up and fight another day.
I'm not saying it will magically get better all of a sudden. To this day, I still get bullied and mocked and demeaned. To this day, I still struggle to fight for what I want. To this day, I still fight to believe that I deserve all this good that has happened and is happening to me.
To this day, I still fight to not give up. On my dreams. On myself. On living.
They say that the things you learn as a child form who you are as an adult. They say that you can't teach an old dog new tricks. Well, let me tell you, at the end of the day, the only they who matter are the ones who hold you when you cry, give you a hug when you need one, and hold your hand when you're scared. And never, not even once, doubt you in their hearts no matter what their words say.
xo
I still can't believe that I am actually able to follow my dreams after having giving up on them so many years ago. They were literally and figuratively beaten out of me. So, being here, in this moment, is just too surreal.
Thank you to Rachel, who took a chance on someone who had never stage managed a play before never mind with a bunch of professional actors.
Thank you to all my friends-cum-family who were always there for me no matter what.
To all those out there who feel so alone, that they'll never belong anywhere, and that they're freaks that no one will love or accept or understand: just hang on. It WILL happen, but only if you fight for it. And, yes, sometimes it's ok to give up and fight another day.
I'm not saying it will magically get better all of a sudden. To this day, I still get bullied and mocked and demeaned. To this day, I still struggle to fight for what I want. To this day, I still fight to believe that I deserve all this good that has happened and is happening to me.
To this day, I still fight to not give up. On my dreams. On myself. On living.
They say that the things you learn as a child form who you are as an adult. They say that you can't teach an old dog new tricks. Well, let me tell you, at the end of the day, the only they who matter are the ones who hold you when you cry, give you a hug when you need one, and hold your hand when you're scared. And never, not even once, doubt you in their hearts no matter what their words say.
xo