Dear Tiffany,
Every time I start writing this, it’s just… sass. Just overwhelming sass. That really snarky sass that covers up irritation and frustration and maybe even a little bit of anger at yourself and your life and your good intentions and shitty follow-through and your big dreams and tiny budget (oh, yep, there).
Although you’re not really hating yourself so much as capitalism and ridiculous individualism and the bullshit lies of bootstrapping and like, that’s a legit thing to hate, so, yeah.
Capitalism is garbage, you’re going to do good work despite it, onward.
xoxo