Normally I am not a fan of Thursday’s. I start class at eight and end at six.
And acting is my last class, so I usually come out frustrated, near tears, or a combination of the two. But for some reason, something clicked today. My professor talks about “letting go” and “not overthinking,” two things that I don’t do very well. The most important rule in that class is that we have to be honest, something that we don’t practice in our everyday lives. I mean, think about it: we have a social filter so we won’t hurt other people’s feelings and so we look nice. But in acting class, we can’t do that. If we think another peer is being dishonest, we have to say so. Do feelings get hurt? Sometimes. But one thing I’m starting to notice is how liberating it is to say what I genuinely think, and that yeah, my own ego can get a little bruised sometimes. But it’s okay because if you can’t be honest with yourself, how will you ever find out who you are or what you’re all about? It’s scary, but so worth it in the end.
I think that this is going to be one of those classes that really does change your life.
