Poetically Powered Newsletter, To All Those Who Helped Me
To All Those Who Helped Me
Welcome to the Poetically Powered Newsletter! You decided to have my words in your mailbox and to read them and for that I’m so grateful for you.
I’m also grateful for so many friends sending me cash app, Venmo, food sent to my door, so much for me to get through this period in my life. I lost everything. This feels even more than when I lost my home in a hurricane, survived a life threatening situation, and had to rebuild myself from the ground up. This feels worse. This is worse. I’ve never experienced something and went “I need to tell my friends because I need to have a way to get through this.”
I’ve never told my friends please check up on me because I don’t know how to deal, how to survive, or how to rebuild this time. I don’t know how to get through this. I don’t know what to do except survive like I always do, but I never ask to be strong or survive. This is just a by product of just being here.
I’ve never had so many people show up for me, give so much without asking anything in return, just to let me know that they’re there for me. I felt terrible asking or taking anything. The meal train came from my friend Marissa and she was the one who found out what happened and set it up for me. I don’t know how I would have gotten through the month without the support as I scramble to make things from nothing.
Normally I send out Newsletters to promote something I’m doing. A virtual slam, an in person slam, a feature, or lots of times it’s my workshops. I think I may want to bring back Poetic Catalysts but I’ve been wanting to for months. We’ll see, I want to get it scheduled for Haunted Poets to come back just in time for Halloween and Fall because the timing was off for the perfect month for it last year.
So, you can look forward to that and maybe Poetic Catalysts once or twice a month? We will see, it’s kind of really unstable right now, I’ve lost my mental safety I used to have, and I’m just kind of scraping by day by day.
I just finished with my one workshop and it was just incredible. My fellow writers held me up and got me through it since it was one of the harder days I’ve had this week. I actually was afraid I wouldn’t be able to do it, but we got through it.
I stopped writing. I sometimes do it, but with the building back up and the feeling absolutely terrible some days I just don’t have it in me to write. I don’t feel safe enough to deep dive and come back out okay.
You may see me come back or I might not. I don’t know, each moment, second, is day by day. But, I’m so happy to have community. Thank you for letting me know I’m not alone.