You know I was talking to my mom earlier (because I’m leaning on her now for emotional support I’m REALLY going through something) and I read her a poem and said it’s a shame that more people won’t get to read it. I wrote a really good chapbook full of poetry and I haven’t sold any copies. I don’t know if it would help to produce a physical copy people could buy. I would like people to read it! I’m super proud of it but it’s frustrating that no one has read it and no one has reviewed it. I know I must be doing something wrong but I’m lousy at self-promotion. Writing the book was already tough and it took. long time. Sure would be nice if someone read it. I’ll link it in hopes one of you wants to bless yourself today.

But I said all this to say that I immediately reframed that low energy vibration of wishing I had something I don’t (more readers) and pointed out to my mom how extremely grateful I am to have more than 100 readers right here on my own private blog where I can say anything I want and not worry about being censored! That’s real freedom you guys, and I am extremely grateful for it. So I’m proud I reframed it but I do have to stop thinking from a place of lack in the first darn place.

Thanks for reading everything and following along with me. I wish I had more to be joyful about right now. I’m sure it would make way better reading. But someone reached out to me, which was really kind, on here and I emailed him. He seems to have strong faith so maybe he can help me? Emotional support is so helpful right now guys! I have to endure. It’s so tough and I need all the support I can get!