Jul 20, 2017 · 1 min read
Much as I’m known among my intimates for holding it together under challenging circumstances, of late I’ve been a hot molten mess of unresolved emotions. The cats have had a gutful of hearing my loud tearful cursing but at least they eat well. Then last night I heard someone speak about being compassionate towards ourselves and the discontents and fears that threaten to topple us. Something inside me righted itself. Now I read this from you and I want to hug you until you can hardly breathe. First, though I want to say, thank you for being such an exceptional writer, Oreoluwa Fakorede , to produce something so universal.
