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Emails About Not Getting Emails Are the Worst Emails
No vast improvements in general well-being here
I woke up in a fine enough mood and a few minutes later discovered that someone I like and trust really likes someone I don’t like or trust. It activated some switch in my brain. I felt angry and also I instantly wondered if I should trust this friend who obviously has such poor discernment.
The feeling would have maybe gone away but a few hours later I got fairly crushing news. Typical writer stuff, still, what had happened was entirely someone else’s fault and yet who would be left holding the bag, me, the person with the least power. I feel like a brat writing that, but really, I don’t have a take, I’m just describing how things are. I’d like to add that the people whose job it is to deliver bad news to writers might be better or worse at pretending to care, but they never really do. It’s embarassing to feel so disappointed in front of someone who is just waiting for the interaction to be over so they can move on while you still feel the same way.
I was determined not to feel too terribly bad, I mean, bad is just in the job description, “freelancer, pandemic.” Also my life is arguably fine, but that’s unfortunately not a compelling argument sometimes. By the time this afternoon came I was in a really shitty mood. I didn’t…
