So I called my dad..and he wasn’t mad at all. He actually sounded very concerned.
He asked me how I was and I said “I could be better, this sort of sucks.” and he said that he and my mother were very worried about me and my situation. So worried, my mom paid for all my bills and wrote me a letter.
I don’t think I loved or respected my parents more than ever than now. I mean, I was having doubts about the whole film thing and they seem to understand that I’m trying to get my shit together.
And I am trying to get my shit together.
And one day, I will make them proud, I know it.