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My First Love

June 3

I remember the first play I ever saw.  It was CATS.  My mother bought us front row tickets.  The cats came out of a hole in the stage right next to my leg.  My exact thought was – I need more of this in my life.

I starred in my first play in eighth grade and my principal told me that I was very talented actress but being on stage didn’t really appeal to me.

I directed my first play in tenth grade and went on to direct three more plays before I graduated high school.

In college I was a light designer, prop master, and producer.

I was an actual crew member for a live show in Boston and then my final break happened.

It hit me so hard it was like I was back at a point in my life that never existed.  I couldn’t read.  I couldn’t write.  I lost everything that I believed defined who I was.

The twenty year anniversary of my bipolar diagnosis is fast approaching.  When it hits it will mark 10 years sick and 10 years healthy.

It’s the fight of my life and it’s a solitary fight.  People influence me in positive and negative ways but my health and sanity are based on my decisions alone.

I’ve had a tough time emotionally the past couple of days and when that happens it helps me to remember the things I love.

Theater – it’s my first love.


4 thoughts on “My First Love”

  1. Natasha,

    I was deeply impressed with your directorial debut of The Colored Museum at SPS. You were so happy then. Remember all that…some days are tougher than others, keep on going and keep on remembering your loves.
    With deep affection,

    Ms Sanchez

  2. Thank you for having the courage to share openly and honestly. You have no idea how helping and healing these words are to others…

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