I’ve just kind of been in a weird daze since Monday. I don’t regret quitting. But I do feel so sad about it. Partially because I wonder how many people will find me interesting without it.
Which also pisses me off at myself.
But it’s just been a part of my identity for so long that it’s hard to imagine what my life looks like without it.
And I know it’s early yet, but I want to acknowledge that it’s hard, and that I am not sure what my value to others is, if I don’t yell and make people hear me.
Tiny Cat Pants 