I truly appreciate reading this. It is easy to want to be liked. It is harder to stand by your beliefs. If you stand up for anything, people will get pissed at you. I get anxious about my writing in a way I never would with the opinion of others on just about anything else.
If you are poor, it is not a neutral identity. Lots of people really hate you. That works in my favor. I am used to blowing off what others think. I will go out to the grocery stores looking frightful, but my husband is vain. He gets very anxious about what others are thinking about him in public spaces, and I just wish he could magically stop. He’d be happier. But that indifference comes from callouses.
I have thought about all of the greatest writers I love, and how they would have been miserable at social media and self-marketing. For example, can you picture Edgar Allen Poe subjected to this writing atmosphere where you have to make a website to get followers before publication? Ezinne Ukoha, I can’t help thinking of you in relation to this.