Therapy day is always a good day. It is the day where everything becomes illuminated. Some therapy days you shed tears, you yell out in anger, you curse profusely, you even might realize that you are in the wrong, but overall it is good because you are growing.
And today was therapy day.
To reflect back on this morning's session I will pretend that I am teaching a particular word of the day to some youngins, like on Sesame Street.
The word of the day is ACCEPTANCE.
Acceptance of one's self, others, the things that go right and the things that go wrong.
(broad spectrum... I know)
I talk a lot about how I want to accept the fact that I might not get into USC's screenwriting program or how I might not get into any colleges at all. But, I then tell myself how I will actually keep following my passion no matter what.
Talk can be cheaper than food at Taco Bell.
I say a lot of things but my actions sometimes fail to follow through.
If perhaps you don't accept that you didn't get into any colleges you might let your life spiral downward into a slump of horse dung with flies and no return.
I don't want that to be me. I won't let that be me.
If someone thinks you're not good enough you have to accept their opinion for what it is, throw it out into the trash and not let it define you.
See, once again I can tell you how to live, but can I show you?
I guess only time will tell if I can accept what fate is to bring.
If you can't get where you want to be... find an alternative route.
1 comment:
Where are youu? I have been creepin on your blog and I realized you left SF too! And are pursuing film! And are dealing with heartbreak/boy problems ...
I feel like our stories are so alike at this point and I feel like we can understand each other a lot.
I too have dealt with (as you know) leaving SF, as much as I loved it, but also knowing that I needed to let go of it in order to grow where I knew my heart was, despite the fact that I was leaving my (boyfriend at the time) and best friend and my most favorite city in the world behind.
I'm so stoked that you are pursuing film though and that you experiment with makeup too!
Justin broke up with me recently (very recently) and it's my first heartbreak, first time ever being left ... so ... that too, I feel like we understand.
Us artistic women, trying to find out way in the world in a midst of career worries, moving to new cities, leaving people behind and having troubles with men.
We should talk more <3
- Cat
PS - I also want to give you a special thank you for reaching out to me on Twitter ... my tumblr and twitter have been spurting heartbroken residue, tis' terrible! But thank you for reaching out ~ It really helped me feel less alone.
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