I Hate you Josh Brolin…
Dear Josh Brolin,
I read From Under the Truck—and just like you said —it’s tough, it’s gritty, it’s vulnerable.
But more importantly…
It connected with me.
I lived through your suffering. I felt the exhaustion in the New Mexico heat you described. Your stories made me pause. They made me reflect. And they made me feel.
The way you laid it all out—honest and raw—reminded me of some deep struggles I’ve faced with a very close family member. Someone I love dearly. Reading what you went through helped me feel less alone in my own journey. It reminded me that pain doesn't make us weak—it makes us human.
Your quote hit me like a freight train:
“Actors are only borrowing a life for just a moment.”
That’s the kind of truth that humbles you. That reminds you to respect the craft and the stories we carry. We’re not here to just perform—we’re here to live, feel, and pass it on.
People will say they couldn’t put this book down.
But I had to.
I had to pause. To reflect.
To marinate in a chapter.
To breathe through the emotions it stirred up.
Your words held a mirror up to my life, and for that, I’m grateful.
But also…
I hate you Josh Brolin, I love this book too damn much.
