PRESS PLAY. CRY DEEPLY.
- I want this story to be written
- I don’t want this story to be written by anyone but me
- I don’t want to write this story
You know I really like the girls from my schoolclass, but please
please try to understand that I’m not fit to stand in bright light
It’s not like I haven’t tried to stand on a stage, but if I’m about to have a panic attack I really shouldn’t go
I’d love to act and run over stupid catwalks, if there wouldn’t be people in front of me
I’d love to, but I feel completely comfortable in the darkness behind the stage & not in exposive spotlight
I can’t do this
Don’t “It’s not that bad” and “It’ll be over in 5min or less” me
I don’t feel relieved after presenting myself and my work
I feel horrible and like crying and vomiting at the same time
I know that and that’s why I’m not going myself this time, but send someone else.
It makes me so unbelievably angry when people try to argue with me about this