Tomorrow it’ll be a year since I saw Pedro in King Lear and I’m rewatching The Mandalorian and I’m EMOTIONAL

I still can’t put into words how much it meant for me to see him on stage — and meet him — and I still get emotional thinking about it. I wish I could pour my gratitude for him into something tangible. I don’t think I’d be here the way I am today if it wasn’t for Pedro.

Part of me wants to tag him in this because — god, if I hadn’t seen Kingsman: The Golden Circle during student teaching and thrown myself into fandom I... don’t know where I’d be.

This is the image (that’s both my laptop and home screen...) that got me thru the hell that was student teaching, where I cried every day. It got me through finding a job... it got me through a lot.

I wrote him a letter for the opening of King Lear which — unfortunately I don’t think he ever got. I wish I could write another one rather than yelling into the void on Twitter here. I just.. I’m so lucky.

I still feel SO TERRIBLE that I asked him for a selfie at the stage door after the evening performance because the next morning he was literally at SW Celebration and he looked so tired and hdjsjdjsjf I just... aaaa he just wanted to go home and I prolonged it

Anyway this three hour show was a once in a lifetime experience and I am so, so lucky to have been able to witness it. Everyone was PHENOMENAL.

Okay, fuck it — this thread is full of me being a weepy, thankful fangirl. This is like a letter, just tweeted into the void.

It’s because of you @PedroPascal1 that I am here as I am today. I don’t know how else to thank you for helping me get through *a lot* of shit.