PW,
You're not going to be a waiter your entire life. You're not to end up some bitter actor teaching classes under the table so you can have just enough money for a Honda Civic and barely pay your student loan bill on time. You will be fine. Life sucks a little bit right now, I know, but this will not last forever. You don't care what strangers and society and flaky friends think about you anyway, and your real friends and family already accept you for who you are. You have nothing to prove that you haven't already proven. Don't let naysayers grab a stronghold in your mind. Even yourself. As soon as you detect that emotion, squash it, or walk the other way. Youy have nothing to be ashamed about. You are not a waiter. You are not a busser. Those jobs don't define you any more than any role you'll ever take on. They are a means to an end. Any means necessary, remember? You're going to be great. You're already much closer than where you came from.
Blow up the outside world,
Perry
And come on, an agent? Really?
Please.
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