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Day 4 in SLO, and now we’re at the stage of calling back all of these people. It’s honestly a hard one because there was so much talent in the room, and narrowing it down is never easy. Grateful for the energy, the work everyone brought in, and excited to start shaping what this cast is going to look like. #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople #StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStageToPage #HealingThroughArt #VulnerablyBold #D

Day 2 of auditions, and it’s also Mother’s Day. I won’t be spending it with my mom today, which kind of sucks, but I’m doing what I love, and there’s something meaningful about being in a room full of creativity on a day like this. Looking forward to another day of amazing talent and seeing what everyone brings in. #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople #StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStageToPage #HealingThroughArt #Vulnerabl

Today is the big audition day! I’m pretty excited and really looking forward to seeing some amazing talent walk through the door. There’s always something special about audition day energy, and I can’t wait to see who shows up and what everyone brings. Let’s have a great day in the room! #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople #StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStageToPage #HealingThroughArt #VulnerablyBold #Depression #Manipulat

For some reason, when I get really anxious or stressed, my body reacts in the most dramatic way possible with a relentless cough that doesn’t stop until it literally makes me throw up. It feels like everything just short circuits. On top of that, I catch myself nonstop humming, and the combination makes me feel a little unhinged, like I’m trying to hold it together while also on the verge of getting sick. It’s not exactly a glamorous stress response. #LiveYourDream #CreativeH

It’s kind of crazy how you go from doing nothing to somehow being almost overbooked. One minute there’s space and quiet, and the next everything is stacked up and moving at once. I guess it’s a good thing, even if it feels a little overwhelming sometimes. Still trying to keep up and stay grateful for it all. #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople #StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStageToPage #HealingThroughArt #VulnerablyBold #

Yesterday started off with some unexpected family communication from my Aunt Lee that pulled up a lot of old history and feelings I wasn’t planning to sit with all day. It’s strange how quickly something from the past can land in the present and shift your whole headspace. It left me frustrated and a little spun out, and I spent more time than I wanted thinking about how things got to where they are. I probably could have engaged differently, but I also knew I needed to prote

It’s my Birthday! #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople #StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStageToPage #HealingThroughArt #VulnerablyBold #Depression #Manipulation #Bipolar #BreakingTheStigma #TheaterAndTherapy

So you might’ve seen my earlier post about the rosebush my sister bought from my Gramma that has now completely taken over and grown everywhere. Last week it started blooming these really beautiful roses that smelled amazing. I cut a few and put them in a vase, and by the next day they had fallen, so we put them in a bowl and they still smelled so good. A few days ago I told my mom there were four roses blooming, and she said she knew and planned to cut it back after they fin

A couple months ago my therapist left for another company and I thought no problem, I’ll just follow him, but of course Kaiser said absolutely not. So last week I called to get a new therapist, and somehow my answers flagged me as “in crisis,” which led to being transferred over and over like a bad game of phone tag, which honestly would not be helpful if someone actually was in crisis. After an hour I finally got an appointment for today, only to be told he can only see me e

It’s funny how your memory of something can be completely different from someone else’s, like we’re both remembering the same moment but somehow watching two totally different movies. And the wild part is you just know yours is right. No hesitation, no doubt, just full confidence in your version of events… even though they believe their version just as strongly. #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople #StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatte

It never rains but it pours, and I don’t think I’ve ever fully escaped that pattern. The moment I said yes to Oliver and committed to leaving town, everything else started knocking too. Two opportunities in San Diego showed up almost immediately, like the universe was waiting for me to make a choice just to remind me there are always other paths. And at the same time, I’ve been reconnecting with people I haven’t spoken to in ages, and out of nowhere people have been offering

How do you keep fighting a battle you already know you’re never going to win? When someone’s memory of you is so filtered and jaded that no matter what you say or do, it just doesn’t land. You can know your truth, try to explain it, and still feel like you’re arguing with a version of yourself that isn’t even real. At the same time, it’s beyond frustrating hearing that constant, low-level commentary about everything you do. Not dramatic, just steady enough to slowly wear you

So the last couple days my mom has been on a full mission trying to find a new refrigerator because the old one decided that ice cream should now be served as soup. After a deep dive of research, she picked one but decided we needed to cut part of a cabinet to make room for a taller fridge. She ordered it and then immediately started panicking that it wouldn’t fit through the door, but I assured her it would if they just took the doors off. Flash forward to this morning, the

I cannot believe it’s May tomorrow. How did that even happen? My birthday is right around the corner and it honestly feels a little crazy, like wasn’t it just January five minutes ago? Time is moving way too fast and apparently I’m getting really old now. Someone tell it to slow down just a little. #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople #StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStageToPage #HealingThroughArt #VulnerablyBold #Depressio

I can’t believe how much has already happened with Oliver! in just the past few days. Everything is starting to come together so quickly and it’s honestly a little wild in the best way. I’m really excited about this show and everything we’re building, and I can’t wait to get started and see it all come to life. #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople #StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStageToPage #HealingThroughArt #VulnerablyBo

A lot of contracts and orders were finalized yesterday, and honestly it kind of scares me a little, but I guess it’s what needs to happen to move forward. Big steps always feel a little intense right before they start to feel exciting. On a brighter note, I’m really excited to announce that I will be the set designer and technical director for Opera SLO’s The Mikado this October. I’m looking forward to diving into it and creating something really special. #LiveYourDream #Cre

So the weirdest thing happened. I took out all the plants and aquarium decorations to clean everything because the tank hadn’t been fully cleaned in a long time. After I put everything back in and the water finally settled, almost 24 hours later, I noticed that the swordtail in there had somehow “shrunk.” I told my mom and she immediately said that’s impossible, fish don’t shrink. So we looked it up and learned that swordtails actually have live babies, and most of them usual

When you take a long drive, like San Diego to LA, sometimes it’s nice to turn the music off and just think. Some of my best reflecting happens on the road. Thank God for talk texting too, that’s how I get most of my stuff done while ideas are flowing. #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople #StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStageToPage #HealingThroughArt #VulnerablyBold #Depression #Manipulation #Bipolar #BreakingTheStigma #Thea

A few days ago my mom sent me a screenshot with the caption, “From your dad to me for you.” It was about displaying art at the county fair, such a simple thing, but it landed in a complicated place. Since we haven’t spoken in over four years, my first thought was oddly basic, like well, I’m obviously not dead to him, something made him think of me, something made him send it along. And then the second thought came right after… why not just send it to me directly. Maybe I alre

Yesterday my mom sent me a meme about writing things down. I’m not totally sure why, and I plan to ask her today… but it made me laugh because I thought, “Does she realize I do this every single day right here?” This little space has quietly become my daily practice. Some days it’s journaling, some days storytelling, some days processing life in real time. Maybe I should actually start promoting this blog instead of treating it like a hidden notebook. I can see a small handfu