While He Disengaged, Women Over 60 Lit the Damn Fire
He called me argumentative and ran. Ten women subscribed. This is what happens when you stop shrinking.
Yesterday, while I was deep in the sacred throws of this work—
answering heartfelt comments, shaping the truth of my soul, tending to the fire that’s caught here on Substack—a man popped into my comments.
Not a supporter.
Not a curious reader.
A corrector.