2022 is shit already

I used to be that kid. I remember the bullies used to always say how I was doing it to myself. And maybe I was, but not as much as they were.

I'll tell you what, though. I ain't that kid no more. I'm in a lot of ways one of the lucky ones. And I also know, exactly where my luck came from. Public-speaking/performing-arts. Once people used to laugh at me. Now they laugh, cry, yell or be silent because of me communicating on eleven simultaneous dimensions with impeccable technique.

It should be a compulsory topic for us all. It bully-proofs you and makes it easier to not become the bully as well. it uses status as a starting point to any adventure. It transcends neuro-types. It weaponizes anxiety.

While all the arts are great. Performing arts turns your body, voice even you pain into an instrument. Ask anyone who's been through that process. It makes you. Frees you. Introduces you.