New York, I Promise To Love You Again – Part 3 (…But New York Didn’t Do Anything To Me!)

September 5, 2016

Picking up from yesterday –

New York didn’t do anything to me. It’s not New York’s fault that I was assaulted here… (Ugh, I just hate that word. It sounds so victim-y and serious, but I just don’t know else what to say…)

Anyway, while it’s not intrinsic to New York (and I know that), I think it was really terrible timing, and I can (sort of) understand why I associate that with New York.

But just as New York has (sort of) given me (I really think) the worst thing of my life… (I mean, absolutes are hard to say, but from where I stand now, this feels like the worst thing that’s happened to me…) [And, again, not reeeeally “New York’s” fault, but let’s go with this for a second…]

Just as NY gave me the worst, it gave me the freaking best of my life… As we all know, I doted on my Nightly Show job because I loved and adored it like craaaaaazy.

So, I should focus on that, probably. I have said on this very blog that attitude is potentially the most important thing in life. So, I’m gonna try to shift my attitude… I’m (unfortunately, I hate to admit) struggling more than normal with that… It’s hard to be here in NY (as I’ve said… Sorry that I repeat myself kind of a lot, and don’t have a super great idea of how to talk about all this).

After everything happened, there was a time in which I tried to double-down on NY. I went to charity events, some museums, and a Nightly Show soccer game, even. I made tons of plans with anyone I even half-knew in New York. I was like, “Let’s strengthen some relationships with some people here! Let’s do some New York stuff!” (I even signed up for an improv class (and went to the first session).)

And this is where I’ll pick up tomorrow!

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