Can’t sleep, thinking about the time Farrah Abraham gave a magazine interview where she said she and her 4 year old daughter were taking time apart bc they were headed in separate directions or something
Alright it’s been about a year since I’ve told my favorite piece of lore about myself from scratch so here you go. This is the story about the time my theatre teacher made 15 year old me freak out Beau Biden so badly that he ended up personally making the school put me in therapy
“Um let’s talk after”
And to his credit!! He forces the school to give me at least a year of mandated therapy and I’m diagnosed with PTSD and MDD ❤️
My theatre teacher somehow is not fired (yet) even though she absolutely should have been
The one thing I’ll say about the Kim K SNL episode is that everything I’ve ever heard from people who have worked with her is that she’s been very nice and professional.
And like……if you are nice to comedy writers……they will write jokes you can win on……
This story still circulates at parties as having been my idea (which it wasn’t) and it’s absolutely bonkers all around so I tell it too from time to time.
I have since had a lot of therapy and it’s crazy to remember and talk about.
Here’s photographic proof
I’m like okay well that wasn’t fiction, it was written about my real life and after i leave here everything is about to get way worse so what’s your plan from here
He is like 😟
Which I *was* don’t get me wrong but omg. Calling me dramatic is the fastest way to get a ticket to Crazy Town, USA population me.
I send him some long winded text message that’s like
And as for C, his friends cyber bullied me online for several months after that. I don’t really blame them bc if someone had done that to my friend I would also think they were crazy.
But hey I was 15 and he was 18 so power dynamics were not exactly balanced there, in my defense
I didn’t want her to tell ANYONE but a responsible adult would have told a parent. A counselor. The principal. Anything other than asking your seriously depressed 15 yr old student to write a suicide letter and perform it in front of the VP’s son and entire county
Whenever I get bad news, I think about how when my grandpa‘s terminal cancer came back, he rented a hearse and bought a bunch of beers and made my dad drive him around in it.
It makes me laugh. I think he was so cool and funny. Sit with the pain but don’t give it power over you.
On my 15th birthday, I worked up the nerve to tell him I had feelings for him and he said and I quote “I don’t not like you”
In hindsight, LOL. LMAO even. But at the time, a win was a win. I bullied him into taking me on my first “date” the weekend after.
And she’s like “and his son Beau is the attorney general of Delaware and a close personal friend of mine” (he wasn’t, she’s just a pathological liar and a narcissist but when you’re a 15 yr old increasingly crazy theatre kid, there was no way to know that)
Interlude for summer break. We’re talking 3 months of months for me to just steep and be sad. As previously mentioned, it’s 2011 and I’m a theatre kid, so I’m watching Next to Normal and blasting Someone Like You by Adele on repeat until my mom takes away the router.
I went to high school from 2010-2014 in the Delaware beaches. A little bit of context about me is that when I was 15, I had just survived some pretty serious DV issues at home and I had undiagnosed PTSD and major depression. Also I was going through an Addams family phase.
If you don’t know what that means in 2011 theatre kid terms, I am basically marinating in depression in DELAWARE. Things were bleak. I was sad and writing emo poetry!
C had been teasing me for about a month straight about having never had a Big Mac before. I told him he was going to take me to McDonalds and buy me my first one. Our mutual friend J was there too, I think because C didn’t want me to consider this a date. Too bad! I did!
Towards the end of my freshman year, I was in a situationship with an older junior boy. We never dated, we never kissed, but we passive aggressively flirted a lot and ate lunch together every day.
So she instructs me that she wouldn’t have given me “such an important assignment” unless she knew I was the only student responsible enough to do it.
In theatre teacher terms, this was her saying I had to write about my actual life issues 🥴
I eat lunch in her office every day for ~2 months. During this time, she has me tell her a lot about why I’ve been so sad. The DV at home. My increasingly serious and alarming depression. The situationship dissolution.
It’s the first time I’m around an adult and I feel “safe”
So she tells me to go personal. I, in turn, write a 7 minute monologue that kind of delves into my home life stuff but mostly is a meltdown about C.
C is drum major so hes required to be at all three assemblies. I give him a really bad pseudonym but everyone knows it’s about him
The final one concludes and I am absolutely crawling out of my skin at this point. Beau Biden has his Q&A moment after the last assembly and my theatre teacher encourages all of us to ask questions and make her proud. Biden is like “we’ve done something to stop bullying 😎😎😎”
She has come up with 3 Very Special sketches she wants us to write and perform and she’s already decided who will do what.
The first will be a sketch about DV. The next will be a sketch about racism.
The last will be a suicide letter performed as a monologue. Guess who that was?
At 15, this is the first bit of promising news I’ve had in months. All of this teachers favorite students get to eat lunch in her office and then she molds them into her next lead actors. I am thrilled because I think I’m finally being noticed and I’m like omg yay.
I still don’t totally have clarity on why he pulled back so hard but as an adult who has had a lot of therapy, I was almost definitely self sabotaging and blowing things way out of proportion.
Eventually he says the declaration of war “hey I think you’re being kind of dramatic”
My mom: DONT make jokes about your dad being dead to your brother!! That may be how you cope, but he deserves the space to process things on his own
My brother:
I knew it was me before she finished speaking. I had recently disclosed to her that I was sewerslidal and all of my copious amounts of issues. In fairness to 15 year old me, I did have a lot of very serious and genuine issues at home and personally that were making me depressed
I also knew there was no way for me to back out of doing this! It was a mandatory project that was going to count towards 25% of my final grade and because theatre was my “career pathway” I needed to pass to graduate
The house lights go up after the first assembly and this boy is MORTIFIED. Reasonably so! I don’t blame him! Who wouldn’t be! He scurries out of there white as a ghost but it’s not over.
I have to do this two more times
School starts back up again, I get cast as background character number 5 in a production of the Elephant Man and my depression has now fully baked. I am sitting offstage during a break in rehearsals writing said emo poetry and my theatre teacher starts reading over my shoulder
At one point, J runs inside his apartment to grab something and C and I are alone in his car. We almost kiss but don’t. We have the Big Mac and we all go back to my house and make smores. It was a whole thing.
I was OVER THE MOON crushing on this poor boy.
After that “date”, he gets extremely withdrawn. Won’t talk to me at lunch. Won’t IM me back anymore. And any time I’m like “hey are you mad at me” or “do you want me to leave you alone” he’s like, I don’t know what you’re talking about. Everything’s fine.
One day I’m in theatre class and she walks in and is like “I have a big announcement!”
This woman was like a walking God to us at the time so we all shut up and dial in. She proceeds to say “so you know that Joe Biden is the VP of the country.”
We’re like duh
Anyway she goes on to tell us he’s ~personally~ asked her to prepare sketches that will be performed at a series of antibullying assemblies hosted by Beau Biden.
One for the freshman/sophomore class
One for the juniors/seniors
One for all of Sussex county with a Biden Q&A after
There’s a huge acct on here and IG that has been plagiarizing Reductress articles and editing off the authors name and replacing with their own.
I wrote about this yesterday and deleted because I didn’t know if they were just a teenager but they’re an adult so nvm I’m still mad
I know my parents aren’t coming because they never did but I also knew I couldn’t really write about what was going on at home for fear of it getting back to them, social services getting involved, the works. Plus another kid already was covering DV and she needed mine different
@rmabry97
She abandoned a bunch of kids on a field trip to New York but that was just the straw that broke the camels back, she was having parties w alcohol at her house and would make students physically hit each other in scenes and demand to know about our sex lives
Did it hurt? When you read Wicked the Book as a high school freshman thinking it had the same plot as the musical and it opened with a graphic threesome scene between a puppet mother and daughter
I’ve been getting my back tattoo zapped off and I keep having to explain when people ask why I’m removing that I got it nine years ago in memory of my dad and once I spoke to a psychic who told me he didn’t like it 😐
Weird to lose a lot of weight due to physical illness and have your family compliment you for losing weight when your stomach feels like it’s trying to destroy itself
I don’t think anyone is obligated to like her or watch the episode but it’s not at all shocking to see someone land jokes who has multiple friends in comedy and is famously good at controlling her image
Hi comedy friends! The start of late night packet szn is upon us and I'm trying to get into comedy writer heaven so I created a resource guide to all of the late night info I've acquired from classes, friends, networking, etc..
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