Nerves: How to deal?

Okay, so I’m kinda freaking out. I start an acting course in Toronto on Saturday morning, and I am so excited! (And SO nervous.) 
It’s something I’ve always wanted to do, and I know I’m going to be good, but my training is going to be crucial to my success considering I haven’t made the proper preparations I should have been. Why not? You ask? Well, anytime I would tell somebody “I want to be an [actress/singer]”, I would meet such negative responses that I came to see my dream as an unreachable object on my shelf. I could see it in the picture, but couldn’t touch it. Whether it was my mom trying to be practical or realistic and keep me safe from the cruel world of criticism or the people around me who didn’t take me seriously most of the time, I was discouraged time and time again until I just figured it would never happen for me.

But then I woke up and realized how dumb I have been. Knowing where my heart truly belongs and letting other people try and tell me what’s best for me and what I can do. I want to sing and I want to act. No justification needed, these are just the careers in belong in. 

However because I took so long to figure out and go for my dreams it just means I have more work ahead of me than I did say in high school when I should have had the gonads to say F you to the people who didn’t believe and say “Actually, yes I can.” To the people who lovingly rerouted me in order to protect me. 

So my nerves are growing because I know this is finally my moment to shine. My biggest obstacle is going to be working through my memorizing of things. Lately I’ve allowed my mind to get lazy and have trouble with remembering. Time to build it back.
Wish me luck!!

Sheldon freaking out


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