Monologue: “You and me, us, we.” Ok, here I go. (I might add I’m having quite a bit of anxiety while writing this...) I wrote and performed this monologue a few weeks ago. I did it as a way to express a lot of sadness and confusion in my heart. When I started to perform it I got so overwhelmed by the lines, and I cemented myself in someones eyes so intensely that it surprised me. It scared me how vulnerable I became while connecting to this moment. I also felt a sense of embarrassment. A very familiar feeling for me unfortunately, as I’ve always felt that I am at the will of my intense emotions. It was that fear and embarrassment that kept me from showing this piece to others for weeks. I’ve been afraid of how I’d be perceived if I showed all sides of me as a performer and, by that end, as Jorgie. I often talk about being fully and truly who you are. Here I’m trying to apply my own advice, while letting you see a bit more inside my world. A fantastic acting teacher recently told me: “You’re vulnerability is your power.” These words have circled in my head ever since, and now I feel I should lean on that power. We have nothing without being vulnerable, specially as artists. And I intend on being the best one I can be. So, here are my words, here is my interpretation of those words, and here is me, essentially. Thank you for taking the time to read this, and if you were able to watch the whole 5 mnts of my performance you’re badass. I adore you already. Ps. The monologue has elements of personal experiences that have caught up to me recently, mixed with secrets and truths in my soul and in another (secret) person’s story. 🧡 Important side note: To my joy there was a surprise after I finished the performance. I found a profound sense of fulfillment. In being open, accepting the fear and willing to create without hesitation.