♡ two years of this special place ♡

+ a huge thank you and a huge sale for u bc the cozzy-livs are gutting us all

wowowowowow.

it’s been TWO years since I sent the very first edish of this newsy…. wtf? somehow it feels like it’s been a LOT longer than that, but maybe that’s just what happens when nearly 80,000 people read your diary almost every day. time has just become something that happens between us getting to hang out.

i can’t lie though, this past year has felt different. it’s felt like it’s been less about the world, and more about us. it’s been about getting moved to tears by bel’s chimes and her sunday newsletters, about reading laura’s recipes and hoping that by cooking one of them i can feel the type of love she feels when she sees a fresh tomato, and not just the heartburn i’ll feel if i eat it. it’s been about me getting braver to share how i actually feel about things, and being less scared of what the internet will think about it. it’s been about loving things HARD and unashamedly, and hopefully making you all feel like you can too.

it’s been about taking on new projects that push me harder than i’ve ever been pushed before, and having to keep things a secret from you (something i’ve never had to do before.) it’s been about relinquishing some control, and understanding that things will still work, even if I’m not the one making it work.

it’s been about liv leaving, rubes running this shit for REAL, abby joining us to design the most beautiful things i’ve ever seen, squish continuing to piss me off and make me laugh, dunc being the only one that gets it sometimes, bel and laura putting up with my chaotic and hands off editing style, and it’s been about all of you, our syscahood, for making it all happen by paying for the media you love.

we’re in group chats, book clubs, each other’s dm’s and dreams and LIVES in what feels like, to me at least, a pretty big way. we’ve been sending each other letters, exchanging books and stickers and stories, and i can’t wait to take you all on my new journey overseas. feel’s right that when I finally get to take flight, the people that helped me phoenix will be right there with me, eh?

and on that! times are fucking hard. for you, for us, for small business owners and for the people doing the lords who should be compensated more for it. we know! i see it in your emails to me about times being tough, and my responses should always make you feel like we love you whether you financially support us or not, because that’s the truth! the cost of living is fucking us all up, and we get it, we feel it too. we need you, if you can swing it, to continue supporting us in whatever way you can, and in turn, we'‘ll try to do the same for you - we’ll be here, day in and out, replying to your emails and making you feel seen, whether it’s from my childhood bed in New Zealand or the floor of an airport on my way to bring you somewhere new.

so, if you can, it would mean the world to us if you’d consider becoming a SYSCA supporter, to help us celebrate our two years, and to help us continue for another two (and hopefully forever.) til then, we’ll just keep trying to make it all make sense together, does that sound ok?