9 months ago I have been assaulted in the streets. I have just started to make my name as a theater actor and had temporarily moved to a different city to work there. The next jobs were already in the calendar. It seemed like years of hard work and enduring finally paid off.
In the theater summer break i had been assaulted in the streets from an unknown person who later ran away. I was brought to a hospital, with a concussion, had to be stitched up with over 20 stitches in my face and a disfigured lip. The first six months you're not supposed to be treated. Now I have been in treatment for three months. The scars have been getting better, my lip, too but not as much.
Shortly after it happened I tried to continue my work (i worked there as an apprentice for directing) in the other city but it was impossible for me. The psychological implications were horrible and the look in the mirror devastating. I left for home.
Now I slowly have to start dealing with the idea that these opportunities are gone and not coming back, as well as the idea that things will not return to normal but my career ended when it was just starting to really take off.
I have some back up options but I saw the last months that I have outgrown them. I was supposed to be on stage. I had gotten all these invitations and support and now I have phases I feel that I can hardly breath, stand up let alone work for uni (the back up plan). I have lost all this to somebody i didn't know I never met and who will never be charged.
I have gotten over suicidal thoughts but I'am completely floating and that in an anxious and fearful way. Theater has been everything that was on my mind for a long time and there was nothing else I wanted to do. This is horrible and as I have no partner and see how enclosed friends and family are with their own live the confrontation with it remains unbearable.