How I know I'll be entering the world stage soon

Dear beautiful reader,

As I feel, intuitively deep in my heart, that this chapter of my life is finally coming to a close, I feel safe in releasing this: this is the testimony of how I know I’m about to be famous soon. And listen, being raised both as an atheist and a skeptic, I am the last person on earth to be so presumptuous enough to think I am super, duper special and amazing, and that miracles abound and dreams, like a lottery win, just happen to magically come true, even when all signs say otherwise.

And yet, here I am— openly affirming this bold statement.

Well, it’s because of these last three years. The last three years of my life have been the most unexpected, insanely difficult years of my life. They’ve led me to believe this is what’s coming next.

Thus, I present to you the story of:

• how a misguided journey to initially pursuing a corporate career ended up in me somehow becoming an artist, a life-long dream of mine, painting and completing an entire memoir

• how I spent $275,000 (yes, you read that right) of my hard-earned lifetime of savings to, unbeknownst to me, fund these dreams…to fund even the path of the deep unearthing of this dream

• how I became officially poorer than I was at 15 but believe now I am about to enter the most abundant timeline of my life (aka, of how I broke this curse of intergenerational poverty consciousness)

• how an estrangement and the total destruction of my life (friends, family, therapists, careers included) became the sowing grounds for living my most happy, aligned life yet

• how I had to ask my mom for money for the first time in my entire life, and how someone as pessimistic and logical as her, believes it’s going to happen too…?!?!

• how I broke through and faced each and every one of my deep-rooted fears

“I’m gonna keep on dancing at the Pink Pony Club,” sings Chappell Roan. This has been 16 years in the making, since I uploaded my first blog post at 15 years old. I’m awaiting my Doechii moment at the Grammy’s.

As I could write a whole entire book on the last three years if in detail, for time’s sake, I’m releasing it to you in parts. This is part one. Perhaps, maybe some of you one day could come up to me and say, “I knew her when she was writing her newsletter!”

I love you.
Thank you for being here.
Thank you for believing in me, for truly seeing me, for the first time in my life.

Oh and as always, please email me. I’d love to hear from you.

With endless gratitude,
Amy

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