Who doesn’t know what it’s like to be sad? Sad Bitch Sunday’s saved my life because we need to be witnessed in our pain just as much as we need to be witnessed in our joy.
We lost a good one this month and this is for him. This is also for everyone who knows how hard it is to drag yourself back into the light and for everyone who shows up to hold space during someone else’s hour of need.
We will never know the true breadth and depth of our own impact but I can I promise you it’s greater than you realize. I love you. I see you. I’m always available for SBH. Thank you for seeing me.
