Having done this before, I convinced myself that nerves were unusual but not unexpected. I tipped forward trying to calm my racing heart. It was roaring in my ears. Time felt like it had slowed down.

Then there they were. The sea of faces stretched as far as the universe. I felt my breath catch in my throat as it always did- and I snapped back into character.

I whirled and smiled to the other actor. A man with a burly chest and dangly arms. I was a scrawny boy with tall lanky frame and little to no muscle. “Jeremy.” I called as the man rolled his eyes and turned to me. “What do you want?”

“A coffee.”

“No.”

I rolled my eyes and ignored the roaring in my ears and ran a hand through my hair. People thought the more famous you were, the less nervous you got.

Well I was super famous and I was still shit scared of stages and messing up. Game brought new added pressure to live up to standards I didn’t think I could meet.

It was no wonder so many famous people turn to drugs. But as I spoke and I slowly started to relax.

I remembered why I love my job.