Dear Tiffany,
Your course has launched, and you are so excited about it.
And Possibilities ran tonight, and it was fantastic.
And you have plans, and they feel ambitious but attainable.
And you applied for student loans for the Masters program that you’ll be applying for once you finish the intensive in November, and worked on the budget, and survived the panic attack.
And it’s just really lovely to feel like this – strong, and capable, and resilient. Not ‘fixed’ – there was still that panic attack, there was still the anxiety, there was still the long flicker of feeling like a fraud, but you bounced the fuck back and I love you for that. You are doing the work that feels best and making plans to do more of that work.
And you’ll do it *with* the vulnerabilities that so often trip you up. You don’t need to be fixed. You don’t need a way out. You just need a way forward, and you have it. You’ve drawn that map over years of intentional inner cartography.
It is nice to feel confident.
Good job, Gloom Faerie.
Love,
Me