So, a month ago I published my first piece in The NY Times. I hadn’t written for over two decades and then I picked up “Let’s Pretend this Never Happened.” I fell in love your writing and saw myself in you. So, I started writing a sentence here, a sentence there, until they became paragraphs and finally full pieces of my heart that I started sharing with the world. YOU were and are a shining light for me- from a disabled, autistic, queer writer. 💙💙
We love you, Jenny! You have been a light for so many of us. I know it's hard to believe that when depression lies, but it is immeasurably true. Yours words are a salve for wounded souls. Thank you for continuing to share yourself with us! 🥰📡🥰📡🥰
You are one of the brightest lights in our universe Jenny. You have no idea how many people your shine has touched. Super double crazy love you too. 🫶💙
I’m half the world away in Australia and this still hit me right in the feels. It made me sob, in a ‘it’s safe to let it out’ way. I needed to hear this so much.
I’m used to trying to keep a candle alight in the ocean. So many people relying on because there’s no one else.
I’m someone who needs care but has to be the carer at the same time. These words mean so much to me as a disabled, chronically ill, bisexual single mother. I’m from a line of only children and in a family of addicts. So there’s a lot of competing access needs with relatives that have no one else.
Look at me just pouring my heart out on a strangers Substack.
We have all being on edge and extremely emotional because the moon 🌝 our queen to us women was in Scorpio that why they were tears sadness problem sleeping extreme emotions all because of her the lady of the night sky.and you and your candle are exploring the unknown the world beyond the light 🕯️🕯️🕯️🚨
Thank you. I needed this 🥹. As someone with chronic depression and chronic physical illness, your words always mean so much to me. You know those dark ocean trenches well, and every day you choose another day ✨
So, a month ago I published my first piece in The NY Times. I hadn’t written for over two decades and then I picked up “Let’s Pretend this Never Happened.” I fell in love your writing and saw myself in you. So, I started writing a sentence here, a sentence there, until they became paragraphs and finally full pieces of my heart that I started sharing with the world. YOU were and are a shining light for me- from a disabled, autistic, queer writer. 💙💙
Congrats on your NYT piece, I found the one, "Tough and Pretty as a Rock." What a sweet story, your father was a wise man.
Oh wow, Beth! Thank you! ❤️❤️
This gorgeousl drawing and this beautiful message are exactly what I needed on this day. 💙 Thank you, thank you, thank you. 😊 🙏🥰
We love you, Jenny! You have been a light for so many of us. I know it's hard to believe that when depression lies, but it is immeasurably true. Yours words are a salve for wounded souls. Thank you for continuing to share yourself with us! 🥰📡🥰📡🥰
You breathe
I’ll breathe
We breathe
Together - from our various corners of the world - a collective light of humanity. Kindness. Understanding & empathy.
All the darkness in the world cannot extinguish the light of single candle. - Francis of Assisi
You always have the perfect words and the best drawings!
You are one of the brightest lights in our universe Jenny. You have no idea how many people your shine has touched. Super double crazy love you too. 🫶💙
My wife is having a procedure done right this minute at an out of state hospital, so I really needed this. Thank you, my dear! ❤️
Meditation and peace are the goals I set this week. Nothing concrete or time sensitive. Just grace and patience.
this made me burst into tears.
good tears of hope.
thanks for shining a light.
Thank you!
I’m half the world away in Australia and this still hit me right in the feels. It made me sob, in a ‘it’s safe to let it out’ way. I needed to hear this so much.
I’m used to trying to keep a candle alight in the ocean. So many people relying on because there’s no one else.
I’m someone who needs care but has to be the carer at the same time. These words mean so much to me as a disabled, chronically ill, bisexual single mother. I’m from a line of only children and in a family of addicts. So there’s a lot of competing access needs with relatives that have no one else.
Look at me just pouring my heart out on a strangers Substack.
We have all being on edge and extremely emotional because the moon 🌝 our queen to us women was in Scorpio that why they were tears sadness problem sleeping extreme emotions all because of her the lady of the night sky.and you and your candle are exploring the unknown the world beyond the light 🕯️🕯️🕯️🚨
Thank you, Jenny for your light, always 🕯️💛
Thank you. I needed this 🥹. As someone with chronic depression and chronic physical illness, your words always mean so much to me. You know those dark ocean trenches well, and every day you choose another day ✨
Thank you from the bottom of my heart for this today. I needed to hear this. YOU shine brightly!!! <3