I am a creative person

I've been thinking a lot lately about creativity. From about age 4 or 5 until about 3 years ago, (around age 30) I was involved somehow with being onstage. Dancing, singing, piano recitals, silk line in a marching band, acting, puppetry, box jumping (magician's assistant). Or backstage--choreographer, stage manager, dresser, light board op, director, producer....the list goes on. A good friend recently told me that he believes people are only truly happy when they can create. We need to express ourselves and share that with other people....and if we don't, we die a little.

And I think he's right. My only creative outlet recently has been my stitching. And I don't get to do that very often. So, in a sense, I've been dying, little by little, over the last 3 years. The last time I was onstage was for a magic show. I drifted away from the community theatre I belonged to, partly because I didn't like the atmosphere there anymore and partly because DH was discouraging me ("rehearsal again?") Then I got pregnant, had DD, and we moved. That theatre is no longer a viable option, since it's now too far away. There is a theatre about 5 minutes away from our new house, but I'd still have to put up with DH's comments. Plus, I gotta worry if he'll be home in time from work to watch DD while I go to rehearsals/performances......sigh. I want so badly to get back into it.....I really want to do something puppetry related, but there's nothing around here that doesn't involve a bit of traveling. Which DH would definately frown upon. Even if I could stitch more, I don't think that it would be an entirely acceptible substitution for performing. With performing, there's instant gratification--the audience's reaction. I don't get that with stitching--if I do show off my progress to DH I get a ho-hum "That's nice."

I want to get my creative self back. I feel like some vital part of me has been missing, and it hurts. I am not myself anymore......