I’m glad the book was real and was released.
Manjobi is a thing that happened (and by this point is “iconic” fandom-only trash in the same category as the “Britney Spears Tour Club 2018” t-shirts).
I was rooting for her and Sam, but alas.
In general, Britney’s public/social-media presence has been…stressful? disappointing? unpleasant? I‘m not sure how I want to define it… But even if I don’t agree with her choices or the company she keeps, I’m so glad she’s getting to live her life. It’s up to her to find her way, and she deserves the right to do as she will, mistakes and all. There’s no time limit to healing, and it’s her time, not mine.
However, I hope her artistry and talents won’t be further sullied or relegated to saccharine nostalgia, because lately I haven’t been feeling as connected to what all in those has historically brought me so much joy. (I’ve still been listening the Everytime trance remixes EP a lot though because it’s heavenly.)