Adulting
- Erik Austin
- Jun 30
- 1 min read
I’ll be the first to admit it — I am absolutely, undeniably terrible at “adulting.” Like, if there were a crash course in being a responsible grown-up, I would’ve flunked out somewhere around “How to Pay Bills Without Crying.” But hey, when you decide to be an actor-slash-director-slash-producer, you basically sign up for a life of beautiful chaos. Unpredictable schedules? Check. Financial instability that would make your accountant weep? Double check. Constantly teetering between creative passion and full-blown panic? Triple check.
And honestly? I don’t know how to do half the things other adults seem to master effortlessly. It’s both mildly tragic and wildly on brand. But here’s the thing — the stuff I am good at? I’m really good at. Like, sparkle-level good. So yeah, maybe I’ll never be the person who knows how to files taxes… but I can bring a stage to life, tell a story, and make magic out of madness.
This is the life I chose — messy, creative, unpredictable — and I’ve made peace with the glitter-covered chaos of it all. 🎭💸✨

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