It’s not something I’m very proud of. But I’ll admit it. I suffer from the green eyed monster, Jealousy. I know I’m supposed to strive to be better and to be happy for those who win. My time will come if I’m just patient and hard working. There’s enough work for everyone and all boats are raised when 1 boat is raised. Yeah, right, whatever. Sorry to disappoint, but I’m not that evolved. The thing is my failures or non bookings keep getting rubbed in my face time and again. The commercials, the films, the narrations, the TV shows I audition for end up on the air and I usually see or hear them. Sometimes over and over. It’s salt in the proverbial wound. Or a friend takes the leap of faith and heads out to LA to make it happen for themselves and I’m reminded of my progresslessness-if that’s a word!
I get that everyone is on an individual path and timeline and mine doesn’t match theirs. At least I get it intellectually. That doesn’t mean the petulant child in me still doesn’t throw a tantrum more often than I care to admit. That I don’t wallow in self pity on my couch with the remote control in hand and a bag of whatever food drug I’m using to numb my pain. It just stinks that this is taking so long and there aren’t any surefire ways to make it happen. So forgive the melt-down. I’m due. My goal is to spread out the meltdowns a little further apart from the last one I had. Now that’s progress!