A Woman Like Me

In short drama script, “A Woman Like Me”, Nanda opens up to her best friend Arla about her current state of sadness and depression.

A Woman Like Me

FADE IN.

EXT. BEACH – AFTERNOON

NANDA and ARLA walk along the boardwalk during sunset.

NANDA:  There’s this feeling. This terrible feeling that’s been following me around for way too long.

ARLA:  I thought everything was going great in your life?

NANDA:  Things are okay, not great. Balanced, but there’s a lot on our plate. I need to be somewhere different, than at home with the kids all day.

ARLA: Why don’t you get back into Tennis?

NANDA: I’d love to, but I don’t even know if I have the energy for that anymore. In some ways, I do feel physically stronger than I did in my twenties, but it’s my mind; it’s exhausting with everything going on.

ARLA:  Well, isn’t there one thing you want to do?

NANDA:  The things I want to do aren’t average, Arla.

ARLA:  What do you mean?

NANDA:  They aren’t your typical activities for a woman like me.

ARLA:  A woman like you?

NANDA:  Look at me…I’ve three kids and no life. My life revolves around everyone else’s needs, but my own. All of my own ideas get pushed aside constantly, and I’ve given up on them. I’m forgetting who I even am anymore. I’ve become this other person, this character, and I’ve forgotten who it is I want to be. There’s this other part of me, gnawing to do something with myself.

ARLA:  You need to make time for yourself.

NANDA:  I want to fire a gun.

ARLA:  What?

NANDA:  I want to go to a shooting gallery and shoot the hell out of something. I don’t know what it is, but I have this urge. I think it will give me relief.

I want to go skydiving. I want to travel to the outback and go backpacking.

I want to go clubbing again, like when we were eighteen, and dance, and flirt and smoke and drink and pass out in utter exhaustion and pleasure.

I want to travel to Tibet and study Buddhism in a temple high in the mountains, forget about everyone I know for a moment, and figure out why I feel this way!

ARLA (jokingly):  What if we went to get our nails done?

NANDA (laughing):  No!

ARLA:  Okay, okay. Look, I’ll go with you.

NANDA:  Where?

ARLA:  Either Australia or Tibet. Let’s book our tickets and go.

NANDA:  What about Ned?

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A Woman Like Me By Joseph ArnoneIn the short drama script, “A Woman Like Me” Nanda doesn’t know what to do with all her pent up depression and anger.  She turns to her best friend for help and the two women try to figure out what Nanda can do, despite her difficulties at home raising her family.  2 Women. Drama.

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