Every year for the last ten years, I’ve watched the Oscars with a pit in my stomach. No, it’s not because I’m emotionally invested in who wins or loses (half the time I haven’t even seen most of the movies), nor is it because I’ve eaten too many chips or chocolate covered almonds (though that probably contributes at least a little bit). I’ve had a pit in my stomach every February for the last ten years because in 2005 I walked away from my acting dream. I did half of my BFA in acting at the University of British Columbia,…