Never fear

Today is the may the 4th! star wars day! 

It started a little different for me as a lot of you saw the earlier post and the bullshit that goes with it.  so many of you have reached out to make sure im ok and though it is a huge loss of income, i will be perfectly fine.  I have made it through worse.  

a few years ago, i was as close to homeless as you can get.  I had just gone through a powerfully soul cracking divorce. I was left with pretty much with hammer, anvil, and forge.  Thats all i need.  with those three things I can forge a new world for myself.  

So i set to work. I found a place where i could work and live. some of you may remember my old shop and people would always ask why there was a couch in there, well that is where i lived.  I would neve say so as i was just horribly embarrassed. That place that flooded every time it rained, where half the roof was missing.  It was a falling apart garage on a condemned lot.  At the start of this new life, i would spend a lot of days walking around walmart parking lot looking for change so i could get something to eat.  where i am the economy is shit and i couldnt relocate. i was just sort of stuck.  But i had my will power.  My will to keep moving. 

Even during the winters where i thought it would freeze to death and i left a goodbye letter to my family in case it did happen.  i didnt stop.  you all know me now, a very chubby woman, but only a few years ago, i was half of what i am now, eating only a few days a week there for a while.  it was the loneliest time of my whole life.

but...

I had something no one could take away, my knowledge.  as i could  get it, money went to propane to make a knife to sell.  then slowly i got a phone, and i could afford to keep the lights on for more than a few hours at a time, then i got my car squared away. i could start to reach all of you with social media. I met my wife.  I kept fighting even after my shop was attacked by anti lgbt vandals who just tried to take from me what little i had, but my fight was stronger.  I worked in low light to save money i sweat out every drop of water i drank and then kept working and i started to get a following.  then i saved and saved and saved and i got my camera.  then i saved and saved and saved and we got our house.  then we had our kiddos.  

Now for whatever stupid reasons the world has struck at me again and took a leg off.  its ok.  ill forge another one.  

Im made of stuff that limp wristed social media admins cant even touch or fathom.  I have risen from the ashes so many times that the burning has become home.  my path of fire.

I will survive this and look fabulous doing it. 

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all of you, I cant thank you enough for your shares, your willingness to join my patreon and support me, your kind words.  While i had the work ethic to get here... i wouldnt be here without all of you.  you all have my love and respect for supporting me.  

You help keep my lights on

You help keep food in my cabinets

You help me feed my babies 

You are now apart of my story.  For all of my days you will be tied to this time in my life.  

Out of all of the artists out there you have stayed with me, and i wont forget that my following is why i can even earn a living wage.  Thank you and may the forge be with you