Monday 20 January 2014

A Brief History

My theatre story isn't like many other people's- I never did anything like this before, save for the weekly ballet class that I persevered with from the ages of 3 to 13, which I decidedly hated. I had a friend who was into the whole musical theatre thing; it was something I had wanted to do for a long time, but honestly my family just didn't have the money. I was 12 when my mum relented and I started this obsession. It's only been three years, but it feels like longer. I've made so many great friends and I owe them so much for welcoming me and being awesome. :)
I was talking to my friend Maya the other day about how performing arts is like my therapy - I've been through counselling for anxiety, I've had major friendship issues, I struggled with depression and self-harm, but the theatre is where I really forget all of that. Even during the really bad times, when I was 14 and had forgotten what it meant to be happy, when I was convinced that I wouldn't let myself live to see my 16th birthday, my GCSE results, my prom, my A Levels... I always felt content in the theatre. Even during a tedious dress rehearsal where everything is going wrong and you're all freaking out, I was at peace with myself.

Many people struggle to understand why my theatre group is so important to me and why I devote so much of my life to the performing arts. I hope this can help explain some of that.


NOTE: if you're struggling with any of the stuff I mentioned, know that you're not alone. I try to be very open about my past because I don't want anyone else to feel like I did. I'm by no means a qualified psychologist, but if you need to talk. I will be here and I will listen. Stay strong.

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