Health professionals say that
recovery from an addiction can only begin when a person admits that they need
help.
[deep breath]. My name is Ian, and I am addicted to
For the first twenty-plus years
of my life, I was nothing BUT Musical Theater.
I lived and breathed it, was ALWAYS in rehearsal or performance. Some of my peers are now award-winning
performers on Broadway (now THAT’S a functioning addict).
And now here I am, with the soundtrack to
Hamilton on infinite loop
in my bed
in my car
in my home
in my head.
The rest of my family is fine – a
little crazed, a little Hamilton-quote-happy, but SURVIVING. My teen daughter is immersed in Hamilton (but
she was just as immersed in Rent two months ago and believe me, Hamilton is a giant step up).
Me? I need
help. I went looking, and found
THIS:
I would like to take a moment to honor members of this great nation who have already lost their lives to their fatal Hamilton addiction. . . and add my own personal plea for help. I can only conquer this addiction by FACING IT. Inside the theater. If you can help, please send tickets. And airfare.
The lost . . .
Appreciation and apologies to http://www.addictionsandrecovery.org/
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