A Personal Bio from me…

i feel like my life began when i felt like it ended. i don’t mean that literally but i mean that when i lost some of the most important people in my life all within a months time.

My Name is Andy Marcillo. Born and raised in Brooklyn NY in the year 1991. Raised in a small one bedroom apartment with Mom, Dad, and 2 older brothers. you can only imagine life being so cramped but it had so much love because even if we didn’t have much in our pockets, we had a lot of love in our hearts to show for it. Fun Fact…ive never had a room to call my own.

i always remember mom and dad struggling to make ends me but always made it work. our lives was never lavish. we always shopped in the sales or clearance in Brooklyn U.S.A store in downtown Brooklyn Dekalb area before the school year began because it was what they could afford. it sucked to see everyone being able to have nice things but i realized now i’m able to see the importance of the value of a single dollar and the importance of what struggle can bring.

what threw my family and i on a loop was my mother. she is a big reason i am who i am. my mother was diagnosed with early on-set Alzheimers when i was 12 by the time when i entered my senior year in junior High school. what a bummer. i never thought much of it because i was so young, yet reality hit when my sophomore year of high school began. my older brother wasn’t in the picture, he had enlisted in the Navy so at home my brother Rodney and i had task of watching my mother, making sure she didn’t wander around our small apartment and hurt herself and take her to the bathroom when she needed to go. at 15, who could ever want to see someone they loved slowly fade away. that very year i began working trying to help what little i could to make life a little less stressful for my dad. My older brother already had a full-time job helping around the house with bills and rent. i had just one bill, paying my very own phone bill but that slowly became more bills to eventually going half with rent with my brother, food, and everything else just so my dad could breath a little easier as he took care of my mom. yet that wasn’t the case. the simple task of watching my mom became more and more. it was more like feeding, changing, showering, cleaning her, and making sure medication was up-to-date. it was never easy but we relied on one another the best way we could. This became very overwhelming. after graduating high school in 2009 and a year at city tech i transfer to the college i wanted to go to, my bearcats Baruch College. but i couldn’t hold it together. just after a 3 semesters at Baruch, i was dismissed due to my poor academics. how can i explain i really tried my hardest but life at home wasn’t easy but i was never for one when it came to excuses. if i messed up, i messed up. when it came to my life few ever truly knew me. i never told anyone my mother was sick. only very few knew what i was dealing with and how i lived, still in the 1 bedroom.

as young as i can remember i was always amazed with commercials and movies. always curious to see how they made it look so real! the emotions that were conveyed always took me by surprise. when i got my first opportunity to act in my first job i loved it. it was a children’s productions at my after school program i worked at. i sucked but i remember wanting to learn more. from then on i did extra work for a few random movies and my most memorable one was being casted in the Dark Knight as a thug for the large New York Fight. but my personal life held me back to do more. how can i do what i love if someone i love at home who at 19 years old couldn’t recognize who i was after coming home from school. my secret love for acting just could never work out. mom came first. reality came first.

after about a 2-3 years away from school i was reinstated in Baruch College. i was so blessed and so happy but life took a turn for the worst. in 2014 my mother was diagnosed with triple negative breast cancer. some of the worst known. what ever stress that became somewhat of a normalcy became so much worse. in October of 2015 after a long painful battle with cancer, mom went home. shortly a month after a long term relationship i had ended as well. depression hit like a motherf**ker. my mental health declined and life became meaningless. the hours felt like days and days like years. breathing was so hard. it felt like a waste. felt heavy and unneeded but life always has a purpose. through the thick and thin we must continue and find it. and so i did.

as i returned to school in 2015, i made a promise to my dad that i would graduate for mom. even after the losses in my life and the severe depression i kept myself busy with school and began to act again. i acted in a few of my college productions to help push me in the direction that i wanted. on may 2018 at 27 years of age i graduated with A Bachelor of Arts in Entertainment Management and two double minors in H.R and Music.

a year after my mothers passing i began to do breast cancer events in efforts to raise money for breast cancer. in the Avon39 walk to end breast cancer 2016, i raised over $3,100. the following 2 years i went on my own and did my own breast cancer events right before halloween which was extremely difficult planning and putting up your own money to make things work. but i am happy and blessed to do this to give back in memory of my mom.

after graduating college, i decided to find an acting school to help build me a foundation that i believe many actors should have in their belt. i was accepted into the 2-year program at the Neighborhood Playhouse but the stars wouldn’t align (cough *work*) and i was force to find another school that would work out for me. after a great recommendation, i was accepted into the William Esper Studio that i am till this date.

you might ask. . . there isn’t much about me well… thats why i said i felt like my life began right when i felt like it ended. my life was mainly about my mom. my life was not having a financially stable household but i am grateful for it. my life was taking care of your mother and being there for your family. life has shown me so much. but i am blessed to be on this journey that is called life. to find so much meaning in something you once thought it wouldn’t work out. to finally have a chance to grind and fight for what you want and not settle for anything less is worth it. i have this chance to live life and believe that it is possible to make it. im learning more about myself everyday. i make mistakes and learn through them. mistakes and failures are not loses but lessons. to want to act and inspire so many people that may be struggling to find a purpose and to share my story with everyone. It is through the darkest of times do you truly see the light.

my name is Andy. thank you for reading a brief part of what makes me who i am

Never

Give

Up.

p.s typos or grammatical errors? yea i know im not the best writer but i like to do it.