Hit one of those low points yesterday. It's been kinda building all week and yesterday it let loose. It all started with an agent meeting at the beginning of this week; it came to a head yesterday with a sad complication with someone dear to me.
The agent meeting. I knew it was coming. Everyone told me it would happen (and happen repeatedly) but I'd somehow avoided it until now. Recently I had that agent meeting where they tell you (either directly or in so many words) that you're nothing special; that this town will eat you alive and make you cynical, bitter, and jaded; that you don't know any of the right people so you won't get far; and that any credits you've accumulated don't mean squat because the industry has shrunk and even "name" actors are scrambling for work.