grow up. [1.19.10]

“You know, when you watch a movie, you have your main characters - the important ones, the people that audiences cheer and weep and laugh for. And you have your supporting cast - and though they may not be quite as important, the audience still cheers for them, because deep down you know that the main character could never really have made it without those people. And then you have the random ones, the passers-by, the people that the camera catches for a split second, earning them an equal split second in the roll of credits. And no one cheers for them. Because really, what do they mean to the story? 
Well, I guess the truth is, I refuse to be one of those people. I’m not asking to be the main character, by no means. Save that role for someone more deserving, more prepared than I. All I ask for, really, is to be that supporting cast - the person that the audience still cherishes in some fond place in their hearts. I may not get all the cheers or all the applause, but it will be enough. I just can’t be the passer-by. I can’t be the person that you see for one split second and forget about the next. 
I guess… what I need to know, what I need to believe, is that I matter. That I’m not just an option, one frame of a cheap TV movie. That for just a moment, someone’s heart beat a little faster when they saw me coming. That maybe, someone raised their hands and cheered for me. I’m not asking to be the center of anyone’s life, but I’m asking to be a part. To play more than just a passing role. And if I can’t get that, if that’s not what you see for me, than maybe I signed up for the wrong movie.”