http://theconstantstruggle.podbean.com/e/e10-hurricast-with-ryan-hughes/
In this episode, Nick & Brie chat with actor, writer & improvisor Ryan Hughes about some of the struggles he’s currently facing in the pursuit of his art.
http://theconstantstruggle.podbean.com/e/e10-hurricast-with-ryan-hughes/
In this episode, Nick & Brie chat with actor, writer & improvisor Ryan Hughes about some of the struggles he’s currently facing in the pursuit of his art.
I was all excited to get out there and see some comedy shows this evening after spending a bit of time away to “recharge.” (Note, I’m not a robot.) But when I got home after work, (first day in my new job, I might add) I started to feel feverish, tired, unwell in general. I kept saying: “I’ll feel better in an hour or so.” But my condition didn’t really improve.
I then get to the point where my mind asks: “Are you really sick, or are you just trying to weasel your way out of going to shows tonight?” But I DID want to see shows. And I was NOT feeling well. Seeing shows isn’t like going to a job you don’t want to go to. You don’t need duvet-days when there’s so much great comedy to see on any given night here in Toronto.
How to balance this self-judgement? People say I’m too hard on myself, but aren’t you supposed to be in this business? Should I have just gone to the shows anyway? I’ve done that in the past when I feel kindof sick, and I don’t get anything out of the experience, I just sortof daze through the show, even if it’s a really great show, I don’t appreciate it. Then, I just go right home because I feel too crappy to socialize with anyone and I worry about getting them sick in turn.
Is this rationalization?
Is it just anxiety and over-thinking?
Does anyone else get this way?
Send me your feedback. I’d be glad to have a conversation on the body vs. mind + guilt = more guilt.
There are two things I would have liked to have ready to post on this, the second anniversary of my little blog:
But as it turns out, I’m still broke and I didn’t make it onto Cream of Comedy…
SO…
…this adorable teddy bear will have to suffice, OK? ALRIGHT?!?!?! What’s wrong? A cute teddy bear NOT GOOD ENOUGH FOR YA? Well we’ll see about THAT!!!!
Somebody get me some chocolate cake.
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