Are you good? Do you spend time worrying if you’re good? I grew up never really thinking about it. It never mattered. I was having fun.
I trained passionately without stopping to assess how good I was or caring if others thought I wasn’t. I never felt I had to prove anything. Go go go, and before I knew it I was on stage in front of 5000 people.
After that, things start mattering. Newspapers interviewed me, tv stations interviewed me. Come meet these people. Re-audition to get your job back. Nope, that’s not good enough. I try something new and get ridiculed. Tons of rejection, a couple bright moments in the middle.
Remember those days when it didn’t matter?
It’s been a messy journey full of mishaps, terrible performances and realizations. Which brings me back to where I was 25 years ago.
Am I good? It doesn’t matter. I’m having fun.
