It’s been the most up and down, soul-searching, soul-crushing, exhilarating, exhausting, dramatic and dizzying four month span of my life. We started the year with an implosion at The VG Press and the rollercoaster had just started. The details are a story for another time, but now it’s time to take a look back just two months ago to An Open Letter to The VG Press.
The purpose of the post was to iterate the point that I was at a turning point, for better or worse. So, how have things gone? Well, I can’t say it’s all been perfect — things just never are — but I’m at a point where I can say I’ve made it, we’ve made it, and I’m good. I’m not perfect, and I never will be, and that’s okay.
So what does it all mean? I don’t know, but let’s find out.