My bills are late and things that once were necessary are being put on hold. My body is twisted by the pressure and the uncertainty, by the shame and self-loathing. When my cafe closed in May, I did not expect to be treated like this.
The irony that the author doesn’t actually address here is the fact that this whole system is so clearly not treating the people it is supposed to serve with respect.
It is implicit in her closing paragraph. She is a skilled writer.
It is implicit in her closing paragraph. She is a skilled writer.