In the past few days there has been sexual assault accusations popping up left, right, and center.
I support all of those brave women (and men) for coming forward and revealing some of their scariest memories.
But there are things making ME afraid...
Am I doing enough?
Am I a bad guy?
Is there anything I've done that could blackmail me?
Have I scarred women in my life?
Will I ever redeem myself if I have?
Is asking this confirming that I've done things?
All I have to conclude is that I'm not perfect. I've made mistakes. And I've done my absolute best to overcome those mistakes to be a better...
Man. Friend. Son. Brother. Person.
We live in a scary, scary world. With bad thoughts, temptations, and people.
As an ultimate actors dream, I wish to be heard and seen. But when I read news of the past ruining actors or actresses lives I can't but think I want nothing to do with being in the lime light.
Which is sad, isn't it?
Anyway, here I sit.
I am ashamed.
I am afraid.
I am sorry.
I am trying.
I am learning.
I am human.
