Hi I'm Kermit. That average frog meme that you see when you go surfing on the web. Well maybe not so average... Not anymore. You may think that being internet famous is all fun games and glory but if you peek behind the computer screen it will reveal the dark webs true colours. If you don't know what i'm croaking on about let me enlighten that naive brain of yours.
It all began when most of you youngsters weren't even born yet. 1979. The year the first Muppet movie came out. I chose to act because in my teenage years i was a shy, insecure frog who wanted nothing to do with the world around him. I thought i wanted to express my feelings and be recognised for my differences, not to hide away from them.
I impulsively believed that it would be a small roll to help find my legs and confidence. I was to quick to thinking. I had a stupendous time acting and found out who i was as a person. The cast mates were all in the same boat as me,trying out something new. But my attention was immediately drawn to a cast member, known as miss Piggy in the film. The director saw our chemistry and straight away put us together. BIG MISTAKE. IT WASN'T EFFECTIOUS CHEMISTRY. But i will get on to that later in the story...
As everyone's role was reasonably small in the film, we didn't expect it to blow up as it did! The fame made me paranoid. I felt incredibly pressured to keep up with fashions standard in the public eye. As the film continued to grow so did the pressure and stress. I was being recognised from all over the world. As being famous may be good for others i for one didn't feel the same and the pit of anxiety inside me started to bubble. I started hiding away from my friends and even my family because i was ashamed of not reaching the standards and what people thought of me. I became an emotional wreck.
Many years had past, nothing got better and people started wondering where i had been. News reporters,bloggers and the general public thought id gone for good.I felt like a vampire shielding myself form the public sun and i knew my skin would sizzle,crack and burn from the impact. The thought of reappearing was always sat at the back of my mind but i could never make it my main priority. I could never find the courage i used to have and i felt it would never come back.
My old self would come and go but it never seemed to stay. And i always used to sike myself out believing i was a worthless piece of trash that had a chance to shine but wasn't good enough to fill the boots.I felt my entire career was going down the drain, collapsing in front of me and there was nothing i could do about it. I thought i was trapped...
To be continued....
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