I spent the last two years in New York City as a struggling singer/songwriter/actress. It’s gotten to the point in the last few months where I’m completely broke, work intermittently as a background actress in film/television, go to every single open mic night/casting call/jam/karaoke night even to live the “dream.”
I absolutely LOVE my life, but they never tell you growing up that there is a possibility that you might not succeed in your dream. I suppose as long as I’m still creative, making music and singing, I’ll be happy and “succeeding” in my own right.
A few years ago my mother passed away from stage 4 breast cancer, and before she died, she told me that she hoped I would never give up. But at this point… I’ve thought about giving up. A lot.
So here I am… walking around midtown Manhattan with $100 dollars to my name, $2,000 dollars on a credit card, and $50 thousand dollars worth of student loans, sharing my struggle with you.
I hope one day I can look back on this time and be thankful that I went out and tried to pursue something that most people are scared to do. Even if I fail to write a hit song, be in a Broadway show, or be a famous actress, I will have succeeded in truly LIVING. So I suppose I’m not quite ready to throw in the towel.
Plus: if I give up now, my mom will probably haunt me!!
Broke and Hopeful in Manhattan