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Anger Advice March 31, 2018

Once upon a time a long time ago, I was sent to counseling. Well… anger management, really.

Hear me out, okay?

I was in a very bad situation in college. Basically, there were some unhealthy expectations placed on students, and I’m not good at complacency when being told to just grin and bear it. It got to the point where I was given an ultimatum, and I told a high-ranking academic official to go f**k himself. For the record, he deserved it.

So, I got sent to anger management. There was a very fancy building on campus I had never visited before. And, after filling out a lot of paper work, I was sent in to see a very nice lady. She asked me why I was there, and I told her the whole story. From scales and straight A’s to calculus and pointe shoes. By the time I had finished, the hour was basically up, and she said I had every right to be angry. I just needed to use politer terms to express my anger than “go f**k yourself.”

And I still had to go back. Once a week for the rest of the academic year. Things I continued to learn: Don’t swear at the people who can make you go to counseling. More important things I learned: Angry isn’t always a bad thing. There are times in life where it’s good to be angry. (more…)

 

The Dastardly Dragon March 27, 2018

My fear of seeing films based on books started several years ago with the horrible movie adaptation of Eragon.

I love the book series. Not just because Christopher Paolini was incredibly young to have been published on such a huge scale. The books are really great. Coming of age stories get me right in the heart, dragons are awesome, and epic adventures bring me joy.

When I heard there was going to be a movie, I was the happiest. I wanted to see Saphira fly. I wanted to meet Roran. I was stoked.

My husband is an Eragon fan too, so we were sitting in our theatre seats like kids on their way to Disney World. This was going to be the best movie series since Harry Potter. There was a couple sitting next to us, and they asked us what the movie was about—they didn’t know anything about the books—and we gave them a spoiler-free rendition of how their lives were about to be changed.

The movie started, the egg was discovered, Saphira flew into the air and in a flash of light became a full grown dragon. Gone was the coming of age story I had grown to love, and it was all downhill from there. What followed was a bunch of poorly strewn together plot line with sketchy CGI.

The husband leaned over to the couple we’d met and whispered our apologies. (more…)

 

No Laughing Matter March 20, 2018

Filed under: Tales of Humanity's Imperfections — meganorussell @ 11:30 am
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I have this horrible habit of laughing at the wrong times. It’s my stress reaction. I don’t laugh at really horrible things, just normal things that you’re supposed to show polite sympathy for.

Someone’s puking. I laugh. Something breaks. I laugh. Someone forgets all their lines on stage and freezes like a deer in headlights. I’ll be the super professional actor giggling like a crazy person in the corner.

I guess I’ve always been a stress laugher, but the first real instance I remember was when the guy I was not dating (you know how that goes) in high school ran out of gas while driving me home. (more…)

 

Life Lessons with Megan February 16, 2018

Filed under: Tales of Humanity's Imperfections — meganorussell @ 12:51 pm
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Right now, in my current state of life, I am living on a tour bus (traveling through Texas with no A.C. at the moment) working on a ton of book projects, trying to figure out what my post-tour life is going to look like, and dealing with all the real life things that being an adult requires. It’s crazy, and exhausting, and can be absolutely amazing.

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And can leave you scrambling to find a battery-powered fan for when the bus gets too hot for your weak little Lupus lungs to handle.

But in general, it’s all workable. Day to day, sleeping under a bus seat, answering a ton of emails, writing a new book, trying to be a good friend and relation, it can be done.

Here’s the thing. (Please imagine me pulling my soapbox out of my suitcase)

You may not take out your trauma, drama, bad day, or illness on other people. You can’t.

You can ask for help. You can ask for understanding. You cannot use others as a scapegoat, emotional punching bag, or vomit sack for your own problems. (more…)

 

Old and Jaded at the Aquarium January 19, 2018

You know how when you’re little you think everything is big and bright and shiny, and then you go back as an adult and realize everything is tiny and the paint is chipping?

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When I was little, my great-grandmother lived near Boston. Every once in a blue moon, my mom would take us into Boston to play tourist for the day. My favorite place was the New England Aquarium. I thought it was magical! The cylinder tank in the middle was huge. The penguins were the funniest thing I had ever seen. That aquarium was the height of commercialized zoological conservation.

Then I went back last week, and here’s where my brain starts to hurt. (more…)

 

The Mediocre Mugging December 22, 2017

This week’s touring adventures found the husband and I in Saskatchewan, Canada. Not a bad little place, if you discount the presence of a super aggressive homeless population.

The husband and I have lived in some pretty sketchy places (cough cough Oklahoma City cough cough). We’ve been raved at about the end of the world, been asked for change, but no one’s ever tried to mug us. And the attempted mugging was done in the most Canadian way possible.

We were walking down the street in the middle of the afternoon with a fellow cast member, and this dude starts walking up to get in my husband’s face. The husband shakes his head and says quite eloquently, “Get the f**k out of my way,” and steps around the mugger.

The mugger follows us and says, “Turn out your pockets.”

Turn out your pockets… Is this fifth grade? Is anyone actually going to turn out their pockets on command?

We keep walking and Mr. Mugger says, “Give me ten dollars, and I won’t punch you.” (more…)

 

Winning the Worth November 14, 2017

Filed under: Tales of Humanity's Imperfections — meganorussell @ 1:30 pm
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Hello my blog lovelies.

First of all, let me apologize for the long absence. I could say I was busy doing important actor/author business, but that would only be half true.

Really, it’s that the things I want to say, I’m not allowed to say. I’m not happy. I’m disgruntled, disenchanted, and deserve a hell of a lot better than the left over sack of poop people have been trying to shovel into my mouth.

I haven’t been working on new projects. I haven’t been running. I’ve been spending every spare bit of energy I have not screaming that I am worth more than being an afterthought and I refuse to be treated as a second-class citizen.

See, I would never claim to be a nice person. To me, nice people are those fake smilers. The ones who will offer you candy but not help you up the steps. Nice people will tell you how pretty your hair looks, but they won’t help you fix your stuck zipper.

I’m more of the good person type. I won’t lie and say your dress looks gorgeous when it doesn’t, but I will build a stretcher and haul you three miles to the edge of the woods where there’s cell phone service so we can call 911. (more…)