gabe, thank you for sharing your immense talent and pieces of your life with us. i have loved your writing since you started 100 interviews (was that one million years ago? are we old now?). i hope i have the privilege of reading your words for many years to come. 🤍
I feel like I'm always yelling from the rooftops "anyone who is working full time, at any job, should be able to afford their basic needs" (housing, food, etc). I work full time at an elementary school as a behavior support staff member - I work hard every day (including our extended school year summer program), I bust my ass for those kids, and I make about $30,000 a year. (When I bring this up, well-intentioned people like to say "well, of course YOU should be paid more, anyone who works in a school should. But if they work at McDonalds..." no! They should also be paid more!) Because of this, I can't afford to live on my own, and instead live with a relative who I pay a substantially lower-than-average rent to in order to scrounge together any savings at all. I'm 34. At times, this feels humiliating - it feels like I'm failing at adulthood. The petty, childlike part of me wants to yell at some of my friends "you only have this nice house/apartment because your parents paid a significant chunk of it for you" or "of course you can have these things, you have a partner to help you afford them!"
Anyway: I don't have a solution or any words of wisdom to end this on. I'm looking forward to reading more on your substack and hearing more of your thoughts on capitalism and class divides and society as a whole. And thank you for sharing such a vulnerable part of your life and trusting a bunch of strangers with it. I hope you're able to get (or continue to have) the help and support that you deserve.
of all the paragraphs that touch the profound and the mundane - and there are many - the one that begins “In the last five years” is simply chef’s kiss.
from one tran to another, thank you for enduring and sharing
I've been staring at this comment box for the past half hour trying to decide what to say. It doesn't seem appropriate to say how excited I am to be reading your long form writing. Telling you, "thanks for sharing" doesn't even begin to cover my gratitude.
So, I guess, here's this.
Thank you for being real and raw with this piece. Thank you for writing out so many thoughts and feelings I have felt as a fellow creative, but could never put into words. Thank you for sharing your life with us. You've always been a huge inspiration to me and you always will be.
gabe, thank you for sharing your immense talent and pieces of your life with us. i have loved your writing since you started 100 interviews (was that one million years ago? are we old now?). i hope i have the privilege of reading your words for many years to come. 🤍
Love this, love you <3
I feel like I'm always yelling from the rooftops "anyone who is working full time, at any job, should be able to afford their basic needs" (housing, food, etc). I work full time at an elementary school as a behavior support staff member - I work hard every day (including our extended school year summer program), I bust my ass for those kids, and I make about $30,000 a year. (When I bring this up, well-intentioned people like to say "well, of course YOU should be paid more, anyone who works in a school should. But if they work at McDonalds..." no! They should also be paid more!) Because of this, I can't afford to live on my own, and instead live with a relative who I pay a substantially lower-than-average rent to in order to scrounge together any savings at all. I'm 34. At times, this feels humiliating - it feels like I'm failing at adulthood. The petty, childlike part of me wants to yell at some of my friends "you only have this nice house/apartment because your parents paid a significant chunk of it for you" or "of course you can have these things, you have a partner to help you afford them!"
Anyway: I don't have a solution or any words of wisdom to end this on. I'm looking forward to reading more on your substack and hearing more of your thoughts on capitalism and class divides and society as a whole. And thank you for sharing such a vulnerable part of your life and trusting a bunch of strangers with it. I hope you're able to get (or continue to have) the help and support that you deserve.
of all the paragraphs that touch the profound and the mundane - and there are many - the one that begins “In the last five years” is simply chef’s kiss.
from one tran to another, thank you for enduring and sharing
I've been staring at this comment box for the past half hour trying to decide what to say. It doesn't seem appropriate to say how excited I am to be reading your long form writing. Telling you, "thanks for sharing" doesn't even begin to cover my gratitude.
So, I guess, here's this.
Thank you for being real and raw with this piece. Thank you for writing out so many thoughts and feelings I have felt as a fellow creative, but could never put into words. Thank you for sharing your life with us. You've always been a huge inspiration to me and you always will be.
🩶🩶🩶
I got goosebumps!
Adversity introduces you to yourself. Please may I have the courage to face my adversity when I must and the ability to learn from it.