When I was little I always wanted to be a vet.
then I wanted to be a detective.
then a graphic designer.
then a criminologist.
an actress.
a stand up comic.
a model.
a dancer.
a music producer.
a graphic designer (again).
By the time college application season rolled around, I had to make a decision. What did I want to do with my life? Where did I see my life going? At the time, dance had encompassed so much of my life, and it kept tapping on my shoulder that I felt like ~destiny~ was trying to tell me something. So, I went in, full force with dance and by 2015 I was walking out with a BFA in Dance Choreography. I was ready for that red carpet to roll out and for my ~artistic lyfe~ to begin.
But it didn’t.
Paying for rent on my own was the first problem that came to mind. I had to work my first big girl restaurant job in order to scrape by, and dancing became an after thought. Because during that time I realized what I actually wanted to do with my life:
I was going to be a Pilates Instructor.
For about nine months after I graduated I went through a teacher training program, and after getting my certification, I was hired at my first studio. I was able to quit my job at the restaurant and move on to greener pastures. This was it. I can pay my rent AND dance again. It’s finally happening.
But it didn’t.
At least not in the way that I thought it would. I was still scraping by with a little more wiggle room, and I got to dance again, but I crawled back to my comfort zone and joined another Competitive Collegiate team. It was fun, I made great friends, but I knew what I was doing. And then I realized what I REALLY wanted to do:
Get into the fashion industry.
And social media managing.
Those are pretty much one in the same these days, right?
This was my dream.
(Hopefully you can see where I’m going with this.)
I started a fashion blog, posting outfits every week and writing up about them. I didn’t have money for any camera equipment to do Youtube, so this would be a great start off point. As for work, I started an internship at a home decor company and left my Pilates job for even greener pastures. This one even had daisies. I was working full time in an office, making the commute from OC to LA, feeling like I was really making my way towards what I wanted. Yes, my internship wasn’t necessarily in fashion, but networking is a thing right, so I can build up my experience and work my way up the ranks.
But the drive started getting to me, and the work I was doing wasn’t what I had initially hoped for, and wasn’t worth the 4 hour daily commute. And that’s when I realized:
Pilates was what I wanted all along. I just needed some time to figure out what I truly wanted. Distance makes the heart grow fonder, right? This is a sign. I need to go back.
So I did. And I have for almost a year and a half now.
But where was dance in all of this? Mostly in the background. The year after I finshed competing, I joined an exhibition team, which was so fun and I had a wonderful time! But I realized I was getting distracted. Dancing was sitting in the background of my life when it should be in the foreground. What am I doing?? Let’s get out there!
So I was finally able to make enough money to pay rent and start auditioning. It was happening. I was living that artist life and starting my journey towards becoming an Industry Dancer! I got to be in a music video, and work a gig as a backup dancer for an underground artist, it was amazing, it was all happening.
But those were both gigs that I got because of connections I had with friends. Every other audition was coming up dry. I auditioned for the same show 3 times, made it to the end 3 times, had the casting director tell me that she loved my energy, but no dice. Maybe I’m just not auditioning enough. Maybe I need to take more classes. Maybe I don’t have the right look. Maybe I need to network more. Maybe…. maybe the Industry setting isn’t for me. Maybe, I need to create my own work, on my own terms, and build my brand from the inside out, without an agency. Maybe….. I should be a Youtuber.
So we can all guess where that goes.
I posted consistently for about 2 months, and then I got sick, lost my groove and stopped posting. I have yet to go back. If the conditions weren’t perfect enough, I couldn’t make enough time to sit down and really make the content I wanted. Pilates was starting to wear on me from the inside out. I needed a new venture, or at least an addition to what I was doing. So I started bartending school.
Fast forward to today, I finished the program in a month, went in for help with job placement, and received my certificate. I walked out feeling so proud of myself, and getting ready to move onto this next chapter.
But then I got in the car.
As I was posting my accomplishments to Instagram I could hear it in the distance:
“Is this really what you want to do?”
I don’t know.
I’m looking back at everything I’ve written, and it’s a mess. And honestly, that’s what the past 4 years have felt like since graduation. A fucking mess. What do I do?
Who am I supposed to be?
What do you do when you want to do everything?
Be everything?
I feel like every minute I’m just, running out of time. I’m learning so much but I keep losing who I am in the process. When am I gonna find them again?
I have to start by focusing.
What do you do when you want to do everything?
For a long time, I’ve felt like I’m good at a lot of things. But I am not great at them. I’m not the master of that one thing. I feel like I am at a critical moment in my life where I need to figure out what do I want to be great at? Can I only do one thing? Is it even possible to give 110% to multiple things?
But what if I miss out on something better?
You could be doing this. Or that. You should get into this, it’s what’s expected of you. You should get into that, it’s what’s realistic for you. I have major commitment issues with choosing a career, because the fear of missing those brightly colored pastures looms over me.
What do I do?
What do you do when you want to do everything?
Take some time, reset, and figure it out.