Last week in a fit of fangirliness, I emailed Heather Armstrong, aka Dooce. I've been reading her blog for years, and recently have been devouring her archives from a billion years ago. I lovelovelove her writing, her stories, her life, her photography. I told her how I especially appreciate that she doesn't shy away from writing about her struggles with depression, as I can totes relate (guys, am I pulling that off? "totes" is so fun but I feel like I can't quite swing it...).
Today she wrote me baaaaaaaack! I feel so speciaaaaaaaaaaaaal!
"You are so sweet. Thank you so much for your kind words. You WILL get better and you WILL be happy. You deserve it. And remember, you are never alone. Promise. Much love"
Hooray! Dooce is quality people, been reading her for years as well. :)
ReplyDeleteI met her once at a book signing and told her just about the same thing. Almost cried. True story.
ReplyDeleteOh man, I'm jealous! If I'd met her I doubt words could have come out of my mouth at all.
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