This is an inspiration board I made in my twenties. All I dreamed of, all I had ever dreamed of, was being an actor.
So I made a board to inspire me. I placed a photo of myself in the middle and a bunch of meaningful images and words around it.
Seeing this now makes my heart hurt.
On the one hand, I am disappointed that this girl never got her dream come true. She had moments that made her heart soar, memories and experiences that will stay with her forever.
On the other hand, I wish I could whisper in her ear. She wanted it so very badly and she did all the things she was told to do. She took the acting classes, got the headshots but still, she was lost. And to ease those creeping feelings of self-doubt, she did endless tarot spreads – will I be successful? will I be famous? can I make this dream come true?
I wish I was joking.
But then, what would I whisper in her impressionable ear? Would I tell her to give it away? How could I tell her that when some of my best memories involve being on set as a paid actress? And if telling her to go in another direction meant I would alter everything else about my future? Meeting Brendon? Then there would be no Luca, no Ziggy, no Harlow.
There would be no Little Mumma.
I guess if I could say anything at all to this young girl, full of dreams but shackled by fear, it would be that it turns out okay. Different than perhaps she was expecting but still wonderful. And it's only getting better.
Did your 23-year-old self get exactly what her heart desired?
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