For those asking what my actual inbox is like. Fun fact: on the 1st of every month I hit the mass delete button on my inbox to try and save some of my sanity, operating under the vague notion of having some semblance of control over my life.
This is my inbox eleven days into the month
You’d be forgiven in thinking most of it is spam, and while I do get the odd one or two “crucifix nail nipples” interrupted occasionally by hot you Snapchat girlzzzz wanting to show me pictures of their cats (at least I think that’s what it said) for the most part it’s people asking questions, either for help or just wanting someone to talk to. And I’m not complaining, I cannot stress enough just how much I am not complaining. I am genuinely sincere in my love for you and being able to interact with all of you.
It’s just sometimes…a tad… overwhelming, and I can only apologize for the messages I never get to. I feel awful about them, but it’s that or go mad trying to answer them all.
So I fear I can only beg your forgiveness on that count and carry on trying to do the best I can do. I am but a humble smut pedler on the internet who has somehow been mistaken for someone important. I promise you, no one is more surprised by this than me.