I’ve gotta say, 2018 was like being trapped on a frenzied merry-go-round. The spinning made me dizzy, I puked at least a few dozen times, and–worst of all–I didn’t even get a refund! I’m SO glad it’s over.
So what the hell happened this year? Well. . . I lost my entire friend group, finally gave up on my birth family, was disowned by my adopted family, faced homelessness way too many times, got married, gained roughly 15kg from stress, learned to drive stick shift, and was formally diagnosed with PTSD!
If it sounds wild, that’s because it was!
This year was constant whiplash, and the expectations I have for this upcoming year are so miniscule that being disappointed would be impossible. But enough about the bad. I want to focus on the good.
This year I found true love. I found a loving community of twitter. I finally escaped my birth family. I lost everything that held me back. I found new things to aim towards, and 2019 is gonna be the year I bring all of these to fruition or die trying.
So my goals for 2019 are as follows:
- Lose 15kg.
- Figure out my university stuff.
- Reach DELF level A2 in French.
- Complete a first draft.
- Read 12 books.
- Move to France.
- Find one thing per day that makes me happy.
- Work through my PTSD workbook.
I want to keep my list easy amd achievable. No more let downs. I’ve had enough disappointment this past year and I need to move on for my own sake.
There’s still over 12 hours till 2019. Let’s have em be easy and let’s be content!
Happy (early) New Year, everyone!