Last Tuesday, someone every special to me, my best friend/mentor/father figure, died unexpectedly.
He was the one who introduced me to theatre, and I was on scholarship for years because of it. Not bragging, but I was lead in my first show, and many others. I won awards, and everyone talked about my bright future. I eventually got a masters degree in the disciple. My friend retired, and the plan for many years was for me to take over his professorship. Won’t give details, but the hiring committee and institution did some very shady things, and I didn’t get the job. Subsequently, I’ve had depression, anxiety, and panic attacks since. I have no plans to ever return to the stage.
And through all of this, especially his passing, I can feel Ashoka’s pain, pulling away from the Jedi order, the betrayal, loss of friends, loss of normalcy, lost or a mentor, and the list goes on. It was very timely for me, to see an episode like this, and though I was probably ripe with emotion…this episode really did mean something to me.