Not that she was seeking attention or anything, but she is giving interviews.
“Like, no one can tell me how to feel about my abortion. I felt how I felt, and that was not influenced by anyone else except for how I grew up, how I you know went to college, how I live my day, how like I ate a salad for breakfast. How I, like – it’s me. Like, this is me,” she said, throwing her hands about and cocking her head from side to side.
She continued, “Like, I breathe. I sneeze. I fart. I poop. I’m a human being. You know, that’s all that I am. And so like, I’m sharing my story.”
I feel like the atmospheric pressure drops whenever Emily Letts walks into a room.