#Grammarly, an editing program, saved me.
While I wanted my readers to bear with me, I didn’t want them to bare with me—then we would be standing there naked.
Instead, I wanted them to bear, not bare, not read Winnie the Pooh or see that big furry creature over there smelling the daisy, but to endure, to stick with me.
It was all so frustrating I got bare and stepped into water so hot I could hardly bear it.
