I’m not going to sugarcoat it, last year was a clusterfuck. At least for me. It started rough and didn’t get much easier. I will admit closer to the end things were starting look a little better and I’m going to try and keep that spark of hope alive.
This year is going to be a year of change. I started small by setting some easy simple goals for myself. Write more, read more, take better care of myself mentally and physically. The hope is that these small changes will add up to something bigger. Because I have a bad habit of slipping back into my back habits, especially when my anxiety and depression show up and the doubt starts to set in.
My first step was to restart this blog…again. I know. I have to stop doing this. But I couldn’t see any other way than with a clean slate. I got tired of the shitty stuff weighing me down. Maybe eventually my sense of humor will start to show a little more if I’m not dwelling on the negative.
Also, I accidentally changed the theme when trying to tweak some settings but I liked it so I kept it. (And I couldn’t refind my old one but shush we can pretend this was all planned)
I rang in 2018 quietly with my husband playing Fallout New Vegas. Tacos and fun were had. It was perfect.
I wish you all a happy new year. Hope it brings you all happiness and it’s just plain old better than 2017 was.