Take It Till You Make It (No Autographs Please #1)

Prologue

Dear BellyLaughs community,

So many of you have reached out to ask where I’ve been and why I haven’t posted any videos lately.

I’ve been afraid to share this news as if saying it here will make it truer.

Unfortunately, I’m living it every day, so it can’t get any more real than this.

Two weeks ago, a policewoman knocked on our front door and told my mom and me that my dad had been involved in an accident, and though medical professionals tried, they were unable to revive him.

I am struggling to process this news. My world revolved around my dad, and now that he’s gone, it’s spinning out of control.

Sometimes it takes me forty-five minutes to find a reason to get out of bed.

Usually, it turns out that needing to use the bathroom is motivating enough.

It hurts to see the world continue as if nothing has changed when my entire life has been redefined, and nobody bothered to consult me.

After rescripting countless scenes from movies these past couple of years, it feels like the ultimate betrayal to have my own life rescripted like this.

I hope to find my way back, but for now, I need time.

This video is Dad and me, when I was four, acting out one of my favorite animated movies, Peter and the Wolf.

Much love,

Arabelle

Edited to add: Thanks for the outpouring of love. I spend hours reading and re-reading all your messages. Well, the kind ones. Not the haters. The care you show means so much to me. Thank you for giving me my reasons to get out of bed.