Why I’m Not Sharing the Friend’s Link With You Anymore
And all my stories are now locked.
Don’t be mad at me and please don’t think I’m a bitch. I’m honestly, if I must say so myself, probably one of the nicest, kindest and most loving human beings you will ever meet…for real. But I made a decision awhile ago to never share my friend’s link ever again. Here’s why..
First and foremost, I’m a writer. That’s my job. That’s what I do day in and day out. I also create videos and inspirational posters for my Facebook page . I’m also an Angel Card reader and I’ve written two books.
These are the things I do to make a living. When you are a writer/creator/artist it’s ridiculously hard to make a living. It takes a lot, and I mean a LOT, of hard work just to get noticed and then appreciated for your skills, gifts and talents.
One thing you should know, is that not only does my writing support me, it also helps me feed hungry bellies here in Guatemala. The more money I make, the more bellies I can feed. This, first and foremost, is the most important thing to me, ever.
When I first signed on to Medium back in March (and became a paying member) I came to not only get recognized for my writing (and I don’t mean that in an egotistical way) and also to increase my income, or at the very least, test it out to see how much I can actually make writing on this platform.
I knew enough at the beginning to not lock all my stories. I had to work on proving myself to the readers. I had to work on showing them who I am, what I like to write about, be vulnerable, inspire and most importantly, get my readers to trust and love me ❤ . I think I’ve succeeded so far.
The second month in, I started locking some stories to see what the earning potential was. Slow but sure, it was ok. Not enough to write home to mom about but it allowed me the opportunity to help one or two families every now and then. Not as much as I’d like but I was really just in the beginning stages so I certainly wasn’t going to complain. I’ll gladly take whatever I can make.
Besides, there aren’t many platforms you can write on, vulnerably and honestly, without judgment, that actually pay you for your stories. I was happy here. I decided to forge ahead on Medium. I could see this place had great potential.
A few months ago Medium introduced the friend’s link option so you could easily share your work with those who aren’t members. I thought that was kinda cool. I have a few friends who don’t pay the $5 a month so I figured why not.
I also believe that Medium did this so that we can encourage more people to consider signing up as members. I honestly don’t know, that’s my assumption.
I shared the friend link a few times then honestly just forgot about it. In the last month I also started locking all my stories. Why? Because something hit me. Something really profound hit me.
This is my job. This is what I do for a living. I write. That’s what pays my bills. If I don’t get paid for my job, this job, then I’m either selling tortillas on the streets or pole dancing at the local whorehouse for extra money and bellies don’t get fed.
I had to think long and hard about this. This is the reasoning that went on behind this decision.
When I was a hairstylist, people didn’t come to the salon asking for free haircuts. They knew they had to pay for this service, my skill. That was my job and I got paid for it.
Well this is my job now and to offer it out for free just didn’t make much sense anymore. I came here to work. I also came here to enlighten, inspire, motivate and sometimes entertain. It’s what I do. That’s my job. I can’t do it for free anymore.
We can’t expect an accountant, lawyer, massage therapist or waitress to do their jobs for free. Writers/creators and artists are the same. I get that for some it’s a passion and a hobby, but for the rest of us, it’s our livelihood.
It’s my livelihood. It’s what keeps the roof over my head, food on my table and food in hungry bellies.
So I’m not sharing the friend’s link anymore. Sorry. If I do, who’s going to pay my rent? If I do, there will be one less mouth for me to feed. If I do, one small child in Guatemala may succumb to malnutrition. I’ll be damned if that happens. Not on my watch.
So I’m sorry, not sorry, but no more friend’s link sharing from this girl. Whether or not you understand is out of my control but I hope you do. I should note, though, I will slip it to a family member or really close friend every now and then. But that’s about it.
Is this move selfish? I don’t know. Is it a bad move? I don’t know that either. What I do know is that I have to do what I feel is best for me and my mission. I have to do what I feel is right in my heart. This feels right for me, in every way.
By deciding to do this, I in no way shape or form aim to disrespect or upset anyone. It’s something I have to do as a professional writer because I’ve come to realize, that’s exactly what I am.
If you are reading this on one of your 3 free stories a month as a non paying member I urge you, if you can, to please consider the measly $5 a month membership. As little as I make monthly as a writer, I still dig deep to pay this fee to help support other writers like myself.
You have no idea how much it helps us, the creators, the struggling artists, the healers, helpers and lovers.
Peace and Love
xo iva ox