Today we had our first acting class since Sam died. It was okay. There was a lot of crying and discussion. We were all there for eachother it w great. Then at the end of the day we stood in a group huddle and we talked about how we and done Sam proud, how he would have wanted us to enjoy the day like we did. We feel closer now. Much closer and I love it. I think this sort of support is important and I never want ot lose it, the students in that class are the best friends ill ever have, we are so careful and loving and all perfect for eachother and I wouldn’t hesitate to say that they probably know me better than a lot of my school friends, they know my dark side, they understand. I know they are my real friends and I trust them. I love my NIDA young actors studio class. I love it.
Tomorrow is Sams funeral. I hope it goes well. I know I will cry but it’s my chance to say goodbye. Life it looking up and I’m following it.
Trust me when I say it does get better. It will always get better . I’m living through that now.