A lot has changed. I've doing stand up comedy, going on 4 years in August. I've become a show producer as well. I've been gaining recognition for my work. It's looking lovely. Very fucking hard as well.
Comedy became my sole fixation. It has my full attention. Add on the fact that I have artist kinda relying on me, adds pressure to not break but to keep moving. It's motivating knowing my efforts are giving others a chance to showcase their abilities. White, Black, Latin, Asian, it doesn't matter. Just keep moving and being the best talent around.
Nonetheless, life's woes still woe on me. I basically took a break on Life for about a year and a half. I needed a complete reset. I basically threw away any responsibilities I had to the side. I was willing to take any consequence on the back end. My brain was overwhelmed.
I'm feeling the consequences now but I'm going to get past it. As long as I avoid any jail time, health complications and death, I'll be fine. I'm doing my damn best to avoid all 3.
I'm potentially riding dirty. I still don't have consistent health benefits. Dark thoughts still swarm me. I'm at that age and point where I can't have too many derailments.
I'll be fine
I'm moving on my own. It feels like a huge battle I'm undertaking for myself. I got people who want to help. People who don't want to help but be involved. I got people undermining me. I got people who give me hope. It's hard climbing to the top. I can't fall.
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