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If you know about me, you've seen a bit of my sporadic posts. Some written while drunk and depressed, others about career achievements, others about losing four friends in a year to drug overdose and worried I would be next.
Truth be told, I'm more stressed than I've been in years, but to be fair, this is the most excited I've been.. Not since a flight to Vegas in 2013 had I actually been excited for anything. I figured that was just what adulthood was, not being surprised or anticipating anything. Just getting drunk every night, sleeping with whoever, and doing drugs constantly to try and keep myself happy. Mostly I feel it was to try and project to the world I was happy. My friends think I'm someone to be admired, I sleep with many women, and many women desire me, but truthfully I feel like I fucked for validation, and to truly experience someone in their most honest being. I grew jaded of relationships. Women loved the party A&I, charming and funny, but of course, we all come with our baggage, and if there is one thing I've noticed since doing stand up comedy and meeting other comedians. Most of us aren't doing this for approval. We're doing this because we're socially anxious people who learned to be comfortable dictating a situation.. but I digress.
Lately I've noticed how far things have slipped, I haven't been to the bar I went to nightly and was notorious at in almost three weeks, I've been drunk twice in that period and only done serious drugs once. (Molly but it was involved in a threesome so.. C'mon.. you would too...) and cut back inviting girls over every single night.
The restaurant gets closer and closer to opening, and it's a revolving door with stress. Pick a food delivery company? Great. Finish a menu and cost it out in a week. Menu finished? Great, how will you store each ingredient, how will you you set up your reach in to cut out valuable seconds in getting an order to the table? How will you train your cooks? If you fail here, you wreck over a decade of dedication, you wrecked a job offer making 15k a year more in Los Angeles that you turned down for your chance to have your own menu and succeed based on your abilities alone.
I guess I made this because I'm having a hard time getting into the rhythm of being a functional adult. I'm used to working my ass off, getting off work, having drinks and maybe snorting a line and sleeping with some random girl looking for the same validation and warm bed I was looking for. I want to be successful, and staying up until 5:00AM isn't going to do it.
I also made this because, to those dealing with depression, those empty beer cans infesting your home like roaches are momentary, and when you have a moment of clarity, and you see the mess you've made for yourself.. you need to accept that what happened when you were down doesn't define you, and that if you keep going forward, even if it's blind and you feel like you're digging out of quicksand you will eventually find a light at the end of the tunnel. When nothing else seems to matter, make something out of the one thing that gives you a reason to breathe, and eventually you will find your way.
Truth be told, I'm more stressed than I've been in years, but to be fair, this is the most excited I've been.. Not since a flight to Vegas in 2013 had I actually been excited for anything. I figured that was just what adulthood was, not being surprised or anticipating anything. Just getting drunk every night, sleeping with whoever, and doing drugs constantly to try and keep myself happy. Mostly I feel it was to try and project to the world I was happy. My friends think I'm someone to be admired, I sleep with many women, and many women desire me, but truthfully I feel like I fucked for validation, and to truly experience someone in their most honest being. I grew jaded of relationships. Women loved the party A&I, charming and funny, but of course, we all come with our baggage, and if there is one thing I've noticed since doing stand up comedy and meeting other comedians. Most of us aren't doing this for approval. We're doing this because we're socially anxious people who learned to be comfortable dictating a situation.. but I digress.
Lately I've noticed how far things have slipped, I haven't been to the bar I went to nightly and was notorious at in almost three weeks, I've been drunk twice in that period and only done serious drugs once. (Molly but it was involved in a threesome so.. C'mon.. you would too...) and cut back inviting girls over every single night.
The restaurant gets closer and closer to opening, and it's a revolving door with stress. Pick a food delivery company? Great. Finish a menu and cost it out in a week. Menu finished? Great, how will you store each ingredient, how will you you set up your reach in to cut out valuable seconds in getting an order to the table? How will you train your cooks? If you fail here, you wreck over a decade of dedication, you wrecked a job offer making 15k a year more in Los Angeles that you turned down for your chance to have your own menu and succeed based on your abilities alone.
I guess I made this because I'm having a hard time getting into the rhythm of being a functional adult. I'm used to working my ass off, getting off work, having drinks and maybe snorting a line and sleeping with some random girl looking for the same validation and warm bed I was looking for. I want to be successful, and staying up until 5:00AM isn't going to do it.
I also made this because, to those dealing with depression, those empty beer cans infesting your home like roaches are momentary, and when you have a moment of clarity, and you see the mess you've made for yourself.. you need to accept that what happened when you were down doesn't define you, and that if you keep going forward, even if it's blind and you feel like you're digging out of quicksand you will eventually find a light at the end of the tunnel. When nothing else seems to matter, make something out of the one thing that gives you a reason to breathe, and eventually you will find your way.