2019
I’ve been wanting to write about the monumental fuck up that was 2019 for a long time now. It’s like… when your life flips 180 in such a commemorative way, you don’t really know where to begin. I wanted to make sure I do this before 2020 begins, though. I have this weird thing attached to New Years. I know that the beginning of a new year is metaphorical, in that it cannot determine whether life/things will change or not but I am so relieved that 2019 is nearly over. Indefinitely marked the worst year of my life. I want to let out all that I need to so that I can go into 2020 with a positive mindset and leave all of the trash from 2019 behind. I ended 2018 in probably the best space I have been in for a long time. I always go through a checklist when thinking about life, and it is usually as follows: - Friends - Family - Significant other (obvs optional) - Work - Myself If all of the above are ticking along smoothly, then I always see that as a measure of success. So ending ...