I tried so hard this month. I don’t have tens of thousands of followers. I don’t have social media accounts to post my stories on. I have other obligations in my life. I can’t spend every minute of my day locked in a room in an endless flow state reworking stories that I find on Google by typing in “topics that people want to read about.” I’m an old broad doing the best I can. Give me a freaking break — time for a Xanax and some chocolate.
So beautiful, so passionate and so well-articulated. I love your writing. :-)