by Beth K. Vogt @BethVogt
I don’t know who needs to hear this right now—maybe it’s you.
Lean in and listen close:
I’m proud of you.
But Beth, you say, how can you be proud of me? You don’t know what my writing life is like. You don’t know what this week, this month, this year, has been like for me. You don’t know all the things I haven’t accomplished.
Please take a deep breath, my friend. Stop arguing with me while I say it again: I’m proud of you.
