It is and yet it remains stigmatized. I have PTSD and it has changed the way I approach improv. I have my flashbacks under control for the most part, but it sometimes creeps up. I thought it would always hold me back and didn’t think I’d be able to seriously pursue improv until I had a pivotal moment with Will Hines. I was in his 201 Class and there was a player who made an overtly unnecessary and sexual move—I immediately became flustered and uncomfortable because I thought I had to say yes to it so I did. I soon after found myself holding back tears in a bathroom stall. But something about improv has always pushed me to do and be better and braver—so I asked Will after class if I always had to say “yes and” to the moves I wanted to physically manifest into a tangible object I could kick off that building in downtown LA with that stupid glass slide. But then he told me I didn’t have to say yes, but instead, change the direction of the scene while still being a good improviser. I swear I blacked out for a moment and felt young Joe Biden’s warm embrace. My PTSD sometimes finds the cracks and makes itself overwhelmingly known, but I know make a point to allow myself to know I can change the scene, the narrative, the fear into literally anything else I want it to be. Improv has taught me how to not just say “no,” but change the narrative for the
It is and yet it remains stigmatized. I have PTSD and it has changed the way I approach improv. I have my flashbacks under control for the most part, but it sometimes creeps up. I thought it would always hold me back and didn’t think I’d be able to seriously pursue improv until I had a pivotal moment with Will Hines. I was in his 201 Class and there was a player who made an overtly unnecessary and sexual move—I immediately became flustered and uncomfortable because I thought I had to say yes to it so I did. I soon after found myself holding back tears in a bathroom stall. But something about improv has always pushed me to do and be better and braver—so I asked Will after class if I always had to say “yes and” to the moves I wanted to physically manifest into a tangible object I could kick off that building in downtown LA with that stupid glass slide. But then he told me I didn’t have to say yes, but instead, change the direction of the scene while still being a good improviser. I swear I blacked out for a moment and felt young Joe Biden’s warm embrace. My PTSD sometimes finds the cracks and makes itself overwhelmingly known, but I know make a point to allow myself to know I can change the scene, the narrative, the fear into literally anything else I want it to be. Improv has taught me how to not just say “no,” but change the narrative for the