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Lately I keep falling asleep in short, unfinished chapters. Five minutes here, ten minutes there, like my body is hitting the snooze button on life while my brain refuses to power down completely. It’s not real sleep, just these brief disappearances where I wake up more tired than before, confused about what day it is and slightly betrayed by my own nervous system. I think it’s what happens when you’ve been running on adrenaline for too long. My body is begging for rest while

I watched Stone Cold Fox  this morning and really liked it. The opening monologue especially caught my attention, so much so that I want to go back and write it out. It felt sharp and honest, like it could easily be the start of my own movie. #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople#StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStageToPage #HealingThroughArt #VulnerablyBold #Depression #Manipulation #Bipolar #BreakingTheStigma #TheaterAndTher

Even though I took the Christmas stuff down right after Christmas, it’s been sitting in the garage for weeks. I had some master plan for how to put it all away, but I just couldn’t make it happen. For days it was just me moving it around, pretending I was doing something. Anyway, somehow I finally got it all put somewhere. I have no idea how it actually happened, but at least it’s done. Feels like a small victory in the chaos of life. #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMy

It’s 3 a.m. again. I woke up from another death dream, and at this point I’ve died so many ways in the last few weeks that anyone who says dreams don’t mean anything is lying. The worst part isn’t even the dream itself, it’s what comes after. I can’t fall back asleep for at least an hour, so I get up, drink some water, eat something small, watch a little TV, and wait for my nervous system to stand down. It’s exhausting and frustrating, like my brain refuses to let the night e

The mind doesn’t produce a nightmare without a reason. Nightmares aren’t random, they’re what happens when something goes unheard during the day and demands space at night. Fear, grief, and truth don’t disappear just because we ignore them, they wait until we’re asleep and defenseless. A nightmare isn’t the mind turning against us, it’s the mind trying to process what we’ve been carrying for too long. #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals...

Important question. What is the correct way to put on a new roll of toilet paper? Over or under? I lean over. It’s efficient and feels right. Under feels chaotic. But honestly, if it’s on the holder and not empty when you need it, that might be the real win. #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople#StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStageToPage #HealingThroughArt #VulnerablyBold #Depression #Manipulation #Bipolar #BreakingTheStigma

On November 6 I mailed a package to my friend Shannon with some costume pieces she had generously let me borrow. I sent it to her studio, thinking nothing of it, and a few days later I texted to ask if it had arrived. She told me they don’t receive deliveries there, which was news to me. I checked the tracking and it said “attempted delivery, will try again tomorrow,” and then… nothing. No updates. No movement. After thirty minutes on the phone with USPS I got the same answer

After watching Southern Charm  and listening to Craig talk about using ChatGPT as  his therapist, I decided to try something similar and asked ChatGPT to help me come up with questions for my own therapy session, because apparently even my self-reflection now needs assistance. Surprisingly, it didn’t feel lazy, it felt necessary. The questions weren’t dramatic or groundbreaking, just quietly honest. Why can’t my brain relax when my body is exhausted. What am I trying to prote

I saw this quote today— “In this business, until you’re known as a monster, you’re not a star” —by Bette Davis, in a really bad movie. It got me thinking about how often I’ve tried to soften myself, to be easier, quieter, more palatable, just to avoid being labeled “difficult.” How ambition can scare people, how having standards can suddenly turn you into the problem. And how the moments I’ve been most proud of myself are probably the same moments someone else decided I was “

People always say hypnosis can’t make you do anything your subconscious doesn’t agree with… supposedly. I don’t actually know if that’s true. You’re told you’re not unconscious, not powerless, not being controlled—that it’s just a focused state where your mind is more open. But I guess the real question is how much control you ever really have, and who gets to decide what your subconscious agrees with in the first place. #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater

McDonald’s now has a value meal that includes the Daily Double, which honestly stopped me in my tracks because if you know, you know . That was a secret menu item in NYC a zillion years ago—never actually on the menu—back when I was working Beauty and the Beast  at the Palace Theatre, and I ordered it constantly. It got me through matinees, long nights, and those very specific moments where you question every life choice that led you there. And let’s be real, honorable mentio

They say life is short, but sometimes it feels unbearably long. Not in years, but in moments—the ones you have to endure, sit with, and survive. Life isn’t always about how fast it goes, but how much it asks of you along the way. #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople#StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStageToPage #HealingThroughArt #VulnerablyBold #Depression #Manipulation #Bipolar #BreakingTheStigma #TheaterAndTherapy

There’s that saying, If you want to make God laugh, tell Him your plans , and lately it feels less like a joke and more like a quiet truth. I make plans because they give me something to hold onto, something that says this is going somewhere, but they keep slipping through my hands. I don’t know if it’s God redirecting me or if I’m the one undoing things before they ever have a chance to work. Most of the time  it feels like I’m standing in the aftermath of choices. I’m tired

I’ve heard people say that people come into your life like seasons, but I’d never heard the train station theory until recently. The idea that everyone is a train—some stopping briefly, some staying for a while, and a few changing your entire direction—hit me in a way I wasn’t expecting. It made me rethink how I’ve held onto people long after their stop, or blamed myself when someone left, as if I’d failed instead of simply reached the end of that ride. Maybe not everyone is

I realized a long time ago that my brain works differently than most people’s. I see things sideways, feel things deeper, connect dots others don’t always notice. But honestly, who’s to say what “normal” even is? Normal feels like a moving target anyway. Maybe different isn’t something to fix—it’s just another way of being in the world. #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople#StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStageToPage #Healing

Lately, I’ve had this feeling that something is happening just offscreen, as if I walked into the middle of an episode and missed the cold open. Nothing is actually wrong. I haven’t done anything wrong. And yet the vibes are off. The air feels different, as if a big announcement is coming or a dramatic rant is brewing. I can’t explain it, I just know something is about to change in a big way. Maybe it’s intuition, maybe it’s anxiety, or maybe life is about to cut to a commerc

Who would’ve thought I’d be so into Stranger Things ? Somehow, I was and this morning I woke up at 6 a.m. and watched all two hours of the final episode, which was absolutely incredible. Who would’ve thought I’d be crying that much over this show? Because I was. Hard. Funny how the things you least expect end up hitting you the deepest. Happy New Year! #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople#StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStag

Well, it’s New Year’s Eve and I’m working the merch booth at Six , so I guess I’m around theater, but not in the way I’d like to be. I’ll be done by 9, and after that… no plans. No friends here to hang with. Just me and the dog tonight, and honestly, I doubt I’ll make it to midnight. I’m hoping to go home, watch the Stranger Things  finale, and go to bed. I don’t really know what to expect from 2026, and to be honest, I’m not feeling that excited about it. #LiveYourDream #Cre

I woke up this morning from a terrible dream where I pulled the emergency brake and it broke off in my hand, the car rolling backward while I couldn’t stop it. It felt so real that I actually got up at 5 a.m. and went outside to check the car, only to realize there is no pull brake, just a small button. After that, I pulled out my dream book, which said that no brakes symbolize being out of control, danger, a warning to stop and examine a particular situation before moving fo

I was just watching Dash & Lily  and learned that The  Phantom of the Opera’s name is Erik, which is wild because I’ve seen that show a million times and somehow never clocked that. Naturally, I googled it—and not only is his name Erik, but it’s spelled with a K, just like mine #LiveYourDream #CreativeHealing #ThisIsMyStory #Theater #Musicals #ToxicPeople#StrippedAMemior #MentalHealthMatters #FromStageToPage #HealingThroughArt #VulnerablyBold #Depression #Manipulation #Bipola