My back is a total mess at the moment. I’ve been in a lot of pain for the last few days and it’s really difficult to move around. I’m shuffling more than walking and I can’t use my walking frame or sticks because I don’t have the strength needed to lean on my arms and hands. Imagine a penguin being tasered in the spine and that’s pretty much how I look when I try to move.
On Sunday morning, the first thing I did when I woke up was cry.
Then I turned my phone on and a PayPal notification popped up. Someone who enjoyed my writing had sent me $50, completely unexpectedly. The goodness of this takes a number of forms.
First of all, it paid for my web hosting for the next year plus part of the cost of software that I use for work. Knowing that those expenses are covered is amazing.
Secondly, it reminded me that what I create is actually worth paying for, which is easy to forget because I have roller coaster self-esteem and am still recovering from a previous job that left me feeling like nothing I did was ever good enough no matter how hard I worked.
Thirdly, it reminded me that people can be kind and wonderful, right at the time when those things are most needed.
The value of paying creators goes so far beyond a Patreon pledge or a PayPal payment (or a book bought or a piece of art commissioned or or or). It means more than covering costs and being compensated for a job done. It says, “What you create is worth something to me” and that matters more than people often realise.
My gratitude for the support and encouragement I receive from people who appreciate what I do is endless. Thank you ❤