Y’all know I like to keep it interesting, lest y’all decide to find a new favorite author and I have to sit around and cry like a ho about it. That being said, here is the link to my syndicated column this week, and it is one of my favorites. It’s back when I actually fucking had a heart.
Y’all remember that?
Yeah, y’all been with me a minute then.
So, check out the new banner. That’s for the new Pro women for Pro women type shit I have going on over on Medium. Big thanks to Annika for jumping in and giving her kick ass writing up for the cause.
I’m still looking for people to tell me some amazing stories of women they know overcoming the odds. Any positive tale of the ladies in your life, or of you, yourself, I will gladly accept and publish your story. I know several of you and your lives, and I certainly hope you know I’m talking to you.
Also, I don’t think I’ve said thank you in a while, but that needs to be done right now. Y’all have been here with me since the old days, and you never gave up on a Bitchface. I love y’all. Y’all are genuinely my reason.
There was a time not so long ago that I couldn’t imagine this being my actual life. That I would come here and write to you every day and be able to tell you that this not only pays for my bagged salad and Puffins Blue Buffalo, but sometimes I pay the light bill too.
God bless TECO and their generous due dates, right.
Now, I’m moving in a new direction and upping the activism status a little, and I hope that it can help some women in bad situations who maybe aren’t sure that there is another way. Let me reiterate. There is another way.
I know it’s fucking hard to take that first step out the door. Uncertainty is a motherfucker. But I assure you, once you hit that threshold, baby you can fly. Trust me, I have done it myself. You know The Queen will tell you no lies.
Come visit my new spot over on the Medium. I’ll link it because y’all know I stay coddling the fuck out of y’all.
Thank y’all for hanging with me. For supporting me. And for making sure I halfway keep the bubble Caprice between the lines.
I love y’all, and I mean that with all of my tiny ass little black heart.
Love, Q
Gonna do my level best, sis. ☆☆
Yeah, thats a good one.
"I repeat, my happiness was his concern." I totally get it. And my shoulders are fucking spent too, literally and figuratively.
You're the best coddler I know! And we'll always be tethered by the ghosts, I'm afraid.