Adulting is Hard

Adulting- this is my term I use when I talk to my dad about essential life matters usually dealing with laws, rights, and money. 

Recently, adulting has been tough for me. This past October has been a rough month. I have never been a person to fake what I am going through in life. I try to be transparent to those around me. I pride myself on being open.

So here goes me being open about my life.

Over this past month or so, I have had fleas in my apartment, a sub-par love life, feelings of loneliness, a lack of creativity, and my car stopped working. Oh and yesterday, I got in a terrible car accident. 

When someone asks me how life is going, I have been saying alright and listing the above. It shocks some people which makes me laugh because this is life. This is real life. No one has a perfect life. No one has a stable life. There is something always going on, and if you do not agree, I would argue that you are pushing away realities of your life. Life can be great for sure, I am not trying to be negative, but I also do not want to be a phony when I answer that question- how are you doing? I think people are shocked by a real answer because we are so used to hearing the fake response, "I'm good." I think what is more tragic is that as an audience, we accept that answer as opposed to searching deeper. We have become shallow in our responses and our listening. I am a culprit of this way all the time. I can give superficial answers or ask shallow questions, sometimes no questions at all.

Matthew Gattozzi Car Accident

I ramble to get to this- I had a terrible car accident yesterday that has me shaken up. Yesterday morning, I was driving east while the sun was coming up. The sun was in my eyes, and I could not see. I was trying to see what color the street light was. I was blinded by the glare of everything and ran over a guy stopped on a motorcycle. The motorcycle went entirely under my car and out my back. I stopped my car thinking I just killed someone. Luckily, there happened to be off-duty EMTs that saw the accident and got to the guy on the motorcycle. I think he rolled off, so he was not under my car. He was shaken up by the hit but ended up being okay. I was totally fine physically, but definitely not mentally.

Someone almost died.

I almost killed someone.

In one moment, my career, my life, and everything else that I have worked so hard for could have been gone. 

We all have moments in our lives that jolt us. That put things in perspective. That changes us to the core.

Life is short.

Life is so freaking short.

At that moment I realized that I am not living the life that I want to live. For over the past month, I have been having a self-pity party. This self-pity party has created a lot of anxiety, it has paralyzed me, and I have lost me. 

I am not living my fullest life. 

Things happen. Stuff happens all the time as I said before. People get fleas all the time. People's cars break all the time. People's love lives are usually less fortunate than more successful. 

What is important, is not what cards we are dealt with but how we play them. 

I have complained a lot recently. Some would argue that I have good reason to do so with all the random, unfortunate things happening over this past month. By complaining, I have lost myself from living in the presence of the now. 

When I got out of my car, nothing mattered. All the thousands of hours of training did not matter. All the money I saved to buy that car, did not matter. Nothing. Mattered. Except. My life and that guy's life. 

Pure survival.


Oh so sweet, yet can be gone in a second.

For me, I am given a second chance.

I cannot put into words how lucky I am to not have to go to jail or live on a conscience that I killed another person. I do not know why I am given a chance to live free. I do not understand why I am not hurt and protected. 

As I sat in my room for hours replaying this moment in my mind, I saw that this moment should never be taken for granted. I am determined to live a life that is full, risk-taking, grateful, and genuine. I want to go to sleep every night proud of myself and what I have done that day. I get to dance. I get to teach. I get to continue to live my dreams. I have been given another chance to continue to live this life to the full.

So yeah, adulting is hard.


I am going to take this life that I have been given and run.


Never stop.

Never look back.

Just run.

And be grateful.

To those that have reached out to me. I am forever grateful. I had people bringing me food, groceries, and even DUNKIN FREAKING DONUTS. Dunkin hardly exists down in Texas. People have called and texted me and prayed for me. I have been shown that I have a community around me that is full of love and that will continue to help me run in this life. 

Now it is time for me to go and run this race called life.




i am not inspired

i have yet to write a post in one whole month.

but here it is.

i am not inspired.

maybe you could tell from the lack of capitalization in my writing.

the ballet season has been off to a quick start. i have already performed romeo and juliet which i did enjoy. the crowd loved the show, and i enjoyed the process of getting the ballet together. it was a fantastic way to start the season. 

currently, i am getting ready for a children's ballet called not afraid of the dark. i am having fun in the rehearsals. i am working hard in my ballet classes and going to the gym. i feel very healthy and great about my dancing.

i don't feel bad about my career; i just feel stuck.

i am not feeling depressed but just not inspired. my creative juices are little. this summer i was all over the place making videos, dancing, and dreaming. right now i feel like i am just here. i am giving my best and not giving up at ballet, but outside the studio, i just feel... bluh.


i do not know if that's a word, but that is how i feel. the idea of if i will get promoted or not next season has been racking my brain which has been tough. i have felt a little lonely. i have not been my same creative self. my purpose in life is to create, and when i do not create, then i feel purposeless. therein lies the problem, i am not inspired.

that happens.

not everything we do will be an awe-inspiring, spiritual moment. sometimes work will be work (rule 122). i am not surprised by that, i am just looking to do something that will jumpstart me into feeling inspired.

any suggestions?

let me know.

maybe writing this post is the first step to getting out of this creative slump since it has been a month. this is matthew gattozzi just throwing words on a paper. thanks for reading. 

Second Year in Austin

What a whirlwind of a few weeks it has been.


A Hurricane hit Texas.

In the midst of it all, I officially started my second season at Ballet Austin on August 21, 2017, as a member of the second company. I am thrilled to be back for another season. On top of performing, I will be teaching at Tarrytown Dance, and I am excited to be pushed in many areas as an artist.

On August 29, 2016, I moved to Austin ready to finally live my dreams.

Today marks my one year anniversary in this amazing city of Austin.

What a year it has been! I had no idea what kind of adventure I would embark on when I first moved to Austin. I did not know anyone. 

This year has been filled with incredible people, experiences, performances, and victories. This year has also been filled with hurt, disappointment, depression, and loneliness. That is the reality of life. We have the ups and the downs. I have grown so much in just 365 days. I am a completely changed man compared to the kid who moved to Austin. I have accomplished so much this past year.

I am proud of me.

I came in with a lot of baggage and hurt, and now standing before you, is a guy who has hope in the future, owns a car, and is currently in the most exciting year of his professional career. BIG things have happened, and BIG things will happen.

None of this would be here if it were not for you.

Yes- YOU!

I would not be here if it were not for the many folks who hit me up when I was going through depression.

I would not be here if it were not for those who encouraged me to keep dancing when dancing got tough.

I would not be here if it were not for those who were there for me as I took risks and went out of my comfort zone.

I would not be here if it were not for you all doing big things in your life and inspiring me and giving me hope in my own life.

This second year will be an outstanding year full of ambition. I have one year left as an apprentice at Ballet Austin and either I get hired into the main company, or I have to perform somewhere else. On top of that, I am taking more responsibility as a teacher that could lead to new places in my career.

Am I nervous?

Yeah. I would be lying if I said I was not.

Am I ready?


I know that I am ready because this past year in Austin has been one of the most formative years ever and has prepared me for the experiences to come. 

Career aside, I want to enjoy me. I want to enjoy making videos and photos. I want to enjoy performing. I want to enjoy teaching. I learned that these opportunities are incredibly unique that I do not want to miss out on my chance because I am busy stressing out. No stress- just fun.

Cheers to another year in Austin.



Yes- I said it!


That is kind of a big deal because seven months ago, I felt lost and confused. I felt hopeless. 

What has changed? 

Help! I got help. I went after counseling and now I have been pursuing meditation and understanding sabbath. I have learned to be in the moment. I have spent hours learning about my thought structure and reconstructing that very structure. I have taken time to get away from my usual life. I am different.

I am continuing my research and aid as we speak, but I have had some huge victories. I am in a place that I feel happy. I feel in tune with myself again. I am at peace. 

My friend said that I seem so happy- that is the greatest compliment and statement someone could say to me. There is a clear difference from the outside of who I am on the inside. I believe that I am shining brightly again.

On top of all the awesome counseling and meditation, I have been teaching at Tarrytown Dance which has been an incredible experience sharing my experience on life in the studio with a younger generation of students. I have been making lots of videos and taking pictures of friends. I learned how to drive AND bought a car. Yes! I bought a car. Matthew is growing up finally. I did a food detox that changed how I eat and view food. I started a podcast on Anchor about mental health. I have read a ton of books.

This summer is shaping up to be pretty amazing! I have not traveled at all- I have stayed in the same city. I think that has been good because I needed to stop. pause. and listen to what I need in my life. I am so grateful for all of you that have shown me support.

I have found a lot that has helped me and I want to share with you! I write which is great but I have been getting into podcasts, so I decided to make my own on ANCHOR which is an app that reinvents how radio is done. You will be able to call in and interact with my radio show. My episodes will then be uploaded to Itunes and you can listen to them on your Podcasts. They are short and simple.

Thank you for all your love and support! I leave you with this video!

Need someone to talk to about life? Feel free to reach out me!

The Problem with Social Media

I love social media.

I am always on the app store looking for the latest trends. I love Twitter- I love posting and reading people's tweets. I love Instagram and learning how people create amazing visuals or make amazing food recipes. Social media has allowed me to keep in contact with my friends from all over the world. Social media has grown this website. I am all about networking and meeting new people. I am not afraid to direct message people to hear their story and learn more from people I look up to in life. Social media can be a great tool for good.


Social media can be a tool for evil as well.

We can create a mask or a facade about where our life is versus the reality of our life. When I started to write about depression, that nearly broke the internet because so many people saw me as happy and that I had my life together. Not that I am a hot mess, but sometimes with forced positivity, we do not see the reality of people's lives away from the screen. I have tried to be as transparent as possible by writing about my struggles, the facts of my life, and the lessons that I am learning. 

I bring this topic up because the other day I was talking to my friend and the person said, "You are dancing in Austin, right?" My response was, "Yes! I am in Austin, living the dream." My friend's response was, "it most certainly looks that way--your life out there seems incredible! Glad you get to live your dream!"

I stopped and thought for a long time. 

I am in no way saying that this response was rude or wrong. But read this reply one more time. 

"it most certainly looks that way--your life out there seems incredible! Glad you get to live your dream!"

My life is incredible, I will not argue with that but the words "seems" and "looks" really hit me. 

What is truly my life versus what my life seems from other people's perspectives? 

I try to share a message of hope that anything is possible. Hope towards a greater life and life filled with joy and happiness. I am a pretty positive guy, even when I was depressed, I believed I could overcome my pain. The reality is, living your dream is hard! Is it rewarding? Yes. Living your dream does not mean it is a life of fantasy and leisure. 

It is so easy to be on social media and compare ourselves. We see people's best, and we compare it to our mediocre, our everyday life, and our real life. Maybe we get discouraged because we aren't where we want to be, but that other person seems like he/she has it all figured out. But that is a bunch of garbage because we all have real lives with real struggles and real demons. Even the people with lots of money and fame and millions of followers deal with the same existential questions. Those big names also have demons they are fighting. My writing about depression is a testament to that statement because I was in the middle of my first year as a professional ballet dancer- my dream -and I was hit with some of the darkest times of my life. Was I still living my dream? Yes- but it was a difficult period for me. 

My life may SEEM incredible from what I post- but I have struggled. I can feel lonely. I can question my faith in God. I can wonder where my future will go and what will be the next step in my career. I say all this because I am living my dream, but there are realities to the dream that may not be shared all the time. I want to be authentic and genuine with where I am at in my life- hence I write here on this blog. I am no different than anybody else. I am just a 21 year old trying to navigate life and pursue my passions.

My fear is that people look at social media and see people living their dreams and see the fun and the happiness without seeing the hardships. The reason why that makes me afraid is that people may not pursue a dream because it does not feel the way they imagined it by what it SEEMS to look like on social media. Do not let social media take you down. Allow it to inspire you to see where you can go in your life and what you might want to do in the future. 

Thanks for the love and continual support! Currently, I am in a great space in life. I feel spiritually restored, happy, excited for the future. If this changes, I will let you know because I want to bring you along my full journey as I live my dream. 

I know I just ranted about social media but let's connect! I want to hear from you!