Last year, I didn’t even try to do or be anything. For the most part, I settled. I accepted where I was, what I did, what my everyday looked like. I didn’t have aims to be anything or anybody. I didn’t call the shots and I just went where people dragged me. It was both exhausting and uplifting, good and bad.
2017. How do I even start. It was a whirwind of all sorts. By far it was the most stressful, yet the most beautiful in every way. I gained and I lost. Yet I want to believe I gained more. I prepared a breakdown of my year to lay…
And just like that, 2017 is coming to a close. We always complain about the days being too long. but we near the end, yet we wonder where the year went. As always, before we close this book – not just a chapter – I want to share my December accomplishments.
#WorldMentalHealthDay was just around the corner and I’m just about to write my entry on it today.
On October 10, I witnessed a lot of my online friends posting about #WorldMentalHealthDay. I honestly didn’t know such a day exists, but I’m glad it does. I saw close acquaintances and strangers tweet their thoughts, share their own experiences and recovering tips, post their stories on Facebook, and basically celebrate the day.
Weeks ago, I went to the gym again after a really long time. As I was working out, I realized some things. I just want to share them with you. I hope you get some bits of wisdom here, too. It’s a bit lengthy so maybe grab a cup of coffee or something while you’re at it.
It’s already the middle of September and I’m still in denial. I looked at my bullet journal this morning and saw “11” staring back at me. I was kind of taken a back. I was surprised. 11? As in it’s already September 11? I couldn’t believe it. 2 weeks left until October, then November’s gonna roll in. Then it’s Christmas time, then a new year all over again. I know I complain about the days being long, but I didn’t see this year rolling in this fast.