First my parents love me? They ruined my teeth in 2010 by refusing to pay the extra $70 for cleaning.  I liked Cali lifestyle.  I don’t want to go to AZ and go to their church.  I’m tired of getting cards like this.  Don’t give up in the people who love you? They own me.  They own me.  My father knocked me down with a box of Epson salt in 2002 in front of my ex boy friend.  My mother flipped when in law school she found out I dated a Hispanic. They preferred my Christian to my Jewish best friend in High school.  If they cared about me they’d believe in me not my dad changing his voice Imon the phone to show he has the same talent I do so I need to shut up and be put in a corner and find a man to provide for me.

You see right choices means what they want, but my parents don’t even realize there is no middle class anymore.  50% of law students graduating can’t find jobs.  I loved acting and to them it’s not a career choice.  My father this year told me I don’t have what it takes to make it.  My mother is always like have you got a job yet.  But when I have had work I keep getting pushed to use My law degree and I’m not qualified anymore.  I got two Ds my last year. I had a GPA of 3.7 in college in theater and 3.4 with my Masters.   I’m smart, so let me make my own choices.  I knew what I was doing when on sets.  I don’t want be a legal temp again, if i can find the work. I seriously built my own marketing to be an actor, But my father says I’m playing.  If I had cancer I’d hurt myself before going to live with my parents.  They make me paranoid with their make the right choices. I’m not grateful for anything they give because they act like I owe them so much I have to live My life the way they want me to,  I’m vegan.  Im not going to eat meat.  I’m not going to church.  I’m not going to date NRA supporters or military.  I’m not Protestant and when I went to college refused a scholarship because I no longer wanted to be protestant and told my friends I was agnostic. 
I’m throwing out all the letters most I did not read.  I kept two, one that says I call money crazed and another that says I call to say I do.careabout money. The later is more true as I was happy making 15,000 a year on sets.  Its not about comfort to me or glamour.  I loved being on sets.  I was called a professional because I loved the work. 

My parents keep telling in the letters I won’t talk to them.  But the truth is they don’t want to hear what I have to say.  Here is a card I ripped up stating I would call them and talk aboit working sets.  Ok I won’t talk to them? Or I will they just don’t want to care about what was important to me.  I loved my life and I was happy.  Today people are consulting, temping, full time jobs are in the past, and I’m not interested in talking or learning politics or law anymore.  I left DC ten years ago because I needed something DC could not provide, happiness, love of self, a life outside a career.  I wanted to be on sets.  My parents want to squeeze me until I accept I’m not creative, special, different, and until they break me to obey.  I’m not interested in slavery. I’m not interested in being a legal temp, working in policy and forgetting was on sets for actors for five years and was happy.  I’ve told my parents I’m going to feel like a failure for the rest of my life If I can’t take classes with AFI or be with my Union.  I worked hard and Ian legitimate member.  Some pretty blonde young girl right now you’ve never heard of is being “nice” to guys on set. She just arrived to LA.  She will get her Union eligibility in three days having never even studied acting.  Trust me this happens.  And the Union is not letting me have the same rights she has?

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