I know, I know.
It’s my first blog and I’m starting off on a sad note. HOWEVER, If I’ve learned anything from this new internet age, it’s that you gotta be real, man! As the brilliant music industry commentator, Bob Lefsetz, puts it: “Reluctance is so last century.”
So here I go: I’m feeling sad. Had a rough day. Got ripped apart in acting class. Wish it had been about my acting (I could have chalked it up to an off day), but it was not. More about my need to keep busy by producing my own projects (apparently that’s a desperate move), my Daddy issues (I guess I have them), my trip to Thailand with my boyfriend (I guess going is compromising myself in some way- Didn’t really see it like that since the trip was my idea but whatever) Doesn’t feel good and I don’t feel good now.
Funny part is my scene actually went quite well later on in the class. Surprising since I had considered bolting after my verbal beat-down. Still, I didn’t want to let down my scene partners, and look like a pussy. So I stayed. Fighting back tears and gritting my teeth.
Still -gotta get through the day. So I go to my trusted happy helpers. They may not work for you but I’m sure you have your own go-to’s when you’re blue.
My Mom is a psychotherapist and I remember her telling me years ago when I got my heart broken to “treat yourself like you’re sick.” Eat what you want to eat. Stay in bed. Read trashy magazines. Whatever. Put you first and do what makes you feel GOOD. I will always subscribe to that. Here are my blue busters!
Pupusas! Probably my favorite food in the whole world. Basically tortillas filled with meat and cheese. No matter how upset I am, I always want them and they always make me smile. Too bad they are hard to find!
My kitty!
Also…
Reading perezhilton.com or my new fave: dlisted.com makes me laugh out loud every time
PJ’s, a shower, singing in my room…
When all else fails, I write it down. And cry if I have to. Here’s a song I wrote while feeling down. It’s called “Lemonade” because in that moment, I was desperate to start feeling better. And it worked. 🙂
Diary of a Starving Actress 