As it happens, I got tired.

I cannot say, with a clear conscience, that I ever loved my workplace, or the craft I chose to ply. There were nonetheless times where I thought I had at least found some kind of contentment in where I was in life.

Maybe a week into this year, it became clear that there was no more solace to be had. By now, I’ve grown exhausted by how much grace and respect I’m expected to extend to people who do not generally regard me as a human being.

Consider this an initial FAQ for this little publication, which should prove easier to keep current than my other solo projects.