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Loud and Clear.

  • cynthiafoustvenner
  • May 7, 2023
  • 1 min read

I would like to take a minute to thank those who have decided to take a chance on me.


Let me explain.


Over the past few years, I have not even been allowed to decide if I wanted to attend events.


Let me further clarify...


I wasn't even TRUSTED to be INVITED.


Can you imagine?


People so afraid I might say yes, they dont even trust me with an invite?


Holy shit.


Know what?


Don't feel bad.


Feel sad and afraid for those who can't be the bigger person.


Because what I want to know is, who are you protecting?


What are you really afraid of?


The answer is dumb, because the answer is...well,


The answer is, YOU.


YOU are afraid of what may walk in the door.


YOU.


NOT ME.


All I know is, my parties?


You are all included.


Best of Luck to those who aren't coming, but it wasn't because you weren't trusted with an invite, and karma to the rest.



Xoxo,

C.


 
 
 

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