Things My Mother Taught Me by Halliday Claire;

Author:Halliday, Claire; [Halliday, Claire;]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: biography, non-fiction, mothers, motherhood, parenthood, mother’s day, celebrities, Australian
ISBN: 4464509
Publisher: The Five Mile Press
Published: 2016-03-07T23:00:00+00:00

I’m not from a family of performers, so I’m not sure where this desire came from, but I’ve always had a deep love of performing. ‘I want to be an actress!’ It was something I used to declare often, as a child. My parents have always supported this dream, or any dream my brother and I have had. Mum would drive me to all kinds of acting and dance classes. I started them when I was around five years old. If I wasn’t hiding in my room with the family’s video recorder filming fake news reports or rehearsing for my primary school’s play, I’d be choreographing dance routines in my neighbour’s garage to The Immaculate Collection by Madonna. I simply loved putting on a show.

I was a very determined young girl, and meticulously organised when it came to my career. In my later years of primary school, I kept a folder with my resume and headshots which I’d organised myself, photocopies of acting agents’ contact details and all kinds of auditioning advice I’d sourced from my classes. My mum never had to organise a thing. I’d pretty much just say, ‘This is what I want to do, this is where I have to go and this is how it has to be done. Can you help me make it happen?’ So off we’d go. My mum always made me believe I could create whatever I wanted to create in my life.

When I was about twelve, however, I lost a lot of confidence and things began to change dramatically. I went through hell with bad friendships and bullying at school, and to top it all off I fell over on stage in the middle of a show and was mortified. It was then that I decided to quit acting and focus on my high school studies and getting a ‘real career’. I continued to dabble in dancing and modelling throughout high school, but I had given acting the flick.

During the years of issues with friends, I’d constantly suffer from nosebleeds. A doctor wanted to burn off some vein or vessel in my nose to treat it, but my mum knew it was an emotional trigger and was determined to help me break it. Inspired by Louise Hay, she’d have me repeat the mantra ‘I approve of myself’ in my head continuously when I felt a nosebleed coming. She was always trying to show me the light within myself and that I didn’t need the approval of the other girls at school to feel worthy. I remember she would say to me: ‘You need to love yourself,’ but I wouldn’t quite get it. It wasn’t until I was in my twenties that her messages all became crystal clear to me.

As my confidence grew stronger and I got a new group of friends in high school, my nosebleeds miraculously stopped. Even now, a couple of times per year or so when I’m having an emotional moment of weakness, a nosebleed will come, and every time it happens, it’s when my self-esteem has taken a beating.

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