QuoteI guess I'm just trying to say that it doesn't need to affect your confidence as a person now.
It shouldn't... But it does.
I gained a lot of confidence and approval from two things in my life.
One was here: AGS. As trite as that sounds, I thought I was really a part of something special. We were bringing something nostolgiac back to life. And we did it well. And we had fun. I felt I was a part of that had meaning in my life. And we all liked each other's games. Loved playing them. I think we all took pride in that. I think that as a community, like we were in the olden days, we created something strong, like a family. Sometimes we disagreed on some things (leading to arguments), but in the end we were all together. And I liked that.
It doesn't feel the same anymore, partially cause the community has grown a bit distant, like the disappearence of Phil Reed. I always thought highly of his sense of humour and ability to bring joy to places. And when I co-won his essay competition with Scid, I felt like I gained something.
I guess it was approval.
The other thing in my life that was happening the same time was working as a children's entertainer. I loved the job, but I loved the people even more. We'd have training sessions where we'd have fun painting each others faces and making animals out of balloons. And I was known as the best balloon sculptor ever (my best was making a Fonzie Doll out of balloons, with his thumb up going AYYYYY!). We were all good at our jobs and would help each other as much as we could. It was like returning to something innocent and child-like. It was grand and free-spirited.
We even had great parties. We'd get drunk, try on all the costumes, listen to great music, and celebrate being kids again. I even met my girlfriend there. And the great thing was we all could praise and support each other. Like AGS, we were a big family. I even saw my boss as a mother-figure, even though she was only a few years older than me. But she was a big influence on my life now.
However, people left. Some just disappeared and were never seen again. I eventually left when my car broke down. Ever since then, I've felt lifeless. Six months later, I went to a party at the place. I ended up doing shots with one of the other longtime staff members. In fact, other than the boss, she'd been there the longest. I had been there the second longest. After the shots, we both ended up puking all over the place. Rene was really pissed at me, and rightfully so. Looking back on it, it was a sign of the times. After she graduated, The other staff member finished-up at the job and took a rural job. I think then it was time for us all to become adults again. And since then, life hasn't been as fun.
I think that's why I love Stand By Me. When you're with friends, and I'm talking about being with them to the point that you create an age of enlightenment and everyone develops into better people, you feel like you've gained something special and that you've left something important behind. I guess I'm nostolgiac for the past, but I'm always looking to the future for when I create the next era of my life. Where I'm doing something important, fun, and free-spirited, and am enjoying life with people I love and care deeply about.
I hope I find the next era of my life and I hope I find people to share it -- I just want to make something special with a big group of people.
What that is, I don't know. I'll just have to wait and seize the opportunity by the balls when it comes.