As Vance sat on his balcony overlooking the Hollywood Hills, he took a long drag of his cigarette and let out a deep sigh. The smoke swirled around him, almost like a cloud of depression hanging over his head. He couldn't shake the constant feeling of emptiness that consumed him. nothing seemed to fill the void he felt inside,

"How am I going to pay the rent this month..I still haven't found a role."

He knew he needed help, but he was afraid to reach out to anyone for support. He didn't want to bother anyone certainly didn't want to risk being judged by the public.