In this monologue, J.T. stands on his balcony overlooking the city.

J.T.:  I’m like Frank White in the King of New York.  Everybody got nice and fat while I was gone…but…I’m…back.  This time, I’m going to set things right.

I’m that pain under your rib when your ass goes jogging, when you muster up the courage to make a change but realize that ache in your side isn’t going away, unless you stop trying or actually fight through it.

You and I both know that you just don’t have what it takes to get through the pain. You see, I don’t know what it’s like not to feel the pain.  In fact, I hold onto the pain, when it tries to leave me, I tighten my grip on my pain…I keep it close and warm, like a pet…I don’t ever let it leave my side.  Whenever it hurts, I squeeze it harder…I have pain sitting right next to me at all times and all I have to do is turn to it and smile.

Things will be different.

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Joseph Arnone

Joseph Arnone is a filmmaker and founder of Monologue Blogger.

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