Cue the violin music.
A friend of mine got something prestigious in the comedy world. Yes I am happy for him, but I feel more sorry for myself. I’m almost 34 and I just started taking stand-up comedy seriously; I feel like I’m at the bottom of the barrel. It feels like I have nothing substantial going for me. Oy, should this be a blog post or a diary post? Probably the latter, but feeling sad/jealous is a large part of the grind. In an effort to snap out of it, I made a list of things I got:
- Growth from when I started to now
- A consistently hard work ethic
- Ability to accept feedback/criticism
- My parents’ support
- An ability to create stage time for myself and others
- Producing capabilities
- A respect for the audience
- Respect from my colleagues (it could be in my head but that is good enough for me)
- The ability to create my own opportunities
- 15 minutes of material
Now would it be nice to have credits and a stamp of approval from others, Hellz yes. Part of me wants to list all my weaknesses and disappointments, but that’s not healthy and only gonna bring me down; I want to move forward.
So I will add one more thing to the list:
Do I feel better, I wish I could say YES. But truth is meh. I did write this post, so at least I have that going for me. And I have a show tonight. And I have club spots in Texas this week.
Cut the violin music.