As someone who used to get everything they ever interviewed for, it's odd to have one month of final callbacks for multiple performing artist jobs, then have two weeks straight of cuts. I've become much stronger over the past two years of working in this industry, but even I am not made of stone when it comes to rejection... even the rejection I make myself susceptible to by choice.
That said, sometimes all it takes to get through the rough patches are a little commiseration, a lot of working out, and a renewed commitment to doing what you love. I've got the first two, and I hope the third comes before I go to Africa. If not then, I definitely know I'm coming back from a month in another country with a different perspective and a renewed zeal for something, one way or another.
Keep your head up y'all. You don't always have to be happy, but you better damn well be sure you create space for optimism in your life. Treat yourself right. Go do something that makes you feel sexy, that makes you feel in control, that reminds you of what you love. It feels good.
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