I don't have strength today.

I don't have strength today. 

Substack did me dirty, but I have to complete my 12 days of newsletters challenge. 

Hello, my wonderful newsletter audience. Today was long and hot, and I'm tired. I don't even have the strength to start writing everything i wrote again, and it's doing me like I should cry.

I want to vex and sleep so bad, but I have to complete this newsletter. Today has really tested me.

Visual representation of what I look like right now, and I'm not even joking.

First of all, the sun. I have been talking about this horrible heat since like forever, and it gets worse everyday. I stepped outside for two seconds today, and I almost fainted. 

Then, the stress. You know one of those days where everything requires effort? Typing? Effort. Existing? Effort. Blinking? Effort. Honestly, too much effort. 

Today's entry was supposed to be about how I think yam is that one creepy uncle in the family function that will come and say “ahahn Tolani, you're now a big girl o” and beans is the messy wife that will tell you that your dress is too short. But substack has happened, and my head wants to blow. I stared at my screen for like thirty minutes, waiting for motivation to re-write it, but it's like my thoughts are in a queue and none of them want to step forward. 

I even considered using AI to write this for me, but what will I even tell chatGPT? “Write about how yam is the creepy uncle at the family function and how…” kanipe I'm chatGPT, won't I swear for the person? 

Anyways, let's call this newsletter a tribute to perseverance. A reminder that showing up, even when your energy level is at -3% and your head is doing via via, still counts. And if nothing else, at least I sent out day 6 of my 12 days of newsletters challenge.