Out On the Town, Fighting the Good Fight
I woke up this morning wondering was I going to sleep ever again. It was 3AM and I’d only fallen asleep at 1AM. I promptly got out of bed and walked 20 laps up and down my hallway and sat down, wrote 2 location request memos and crawled back into bed and went back to sleep.
I slept until nine, got up got dressed and sat down in a chair and fell asleep again. Between all this moving around I took my morning meds. And slept some more. Now I find myself at Barnes and Noble breaking down the script and making plans for Recovery Unplugged.
Recovery Unplugged a new web series I have created. One that combines the intimacy of Mtv’s Unplugged series where musical artists stripped the sets down to acoustic only and showed a personal side that allowed fans to connect with them in a way they hadn’t been before.
Recovery Unplugged features artists of every strip on the independent artist scene. Whether they be writers, directors or producers we seek to see how their mental health journey has affected their careers and how they’ve not only survived the madness but have learned to thrive on it too.
I am really excited about this web series in that it is a whole new journey to be setting out on with this project, a natural offshoot from Letters to Daniel.
Speaking of which I am now done with the Letters duty for the day. Although I suspect Healing Hands Entertainment will be busy on that particular front for the next month.
Indie Gathering and AOF MEGAFEST are huge networking and screening events for us. When the depression begins to sneak in I have to walk or grab a cup of coffee. Temporary fixes but nice fake outs until I can work again at any decent pace I choose.
I am feeling fragile. I guess that much is obvious. I seem put together on the outside but for those who know me this is a frightening time. Because everything seems good maybe I can relax, but the truth is I can’t. Now when it comes to fighting the good fight for my sanity and the well being of those like myself who find themselves in terrible or seemingly hopeless places.
I’ve walked the walk and I’ve talked the talk. I know I’ll be okay because everything works out. But there are things I live in fear of such as being alone. With no one in my life to share my success with.
But in the end I’ll be happy with myself because I pursued my dream of making my feature film a reality. A sustaining web series and a faith based fantasy series. I am rich in friends and family who love me and support me. I have no doubt as I take steps to make Letters to Daniel a reality to spread its message of unconditional love and support for those with bipolar disorder like myself it will happen.
And to those of you following me during this time. See you again. Same bat time. Same bat channel. In the meantime is a peek at my trailer The Guardian.
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