The end of 2017 was celebrated with my best friend, large amounts of champagne and rounded off with a huge portion of chips. I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect end to what has been an emotionally draining, yet emotionally rewarding, year. 2017 saw tears…LOTS of tears, both happy and sad. It also saw a whole lot of laughter and joy that I can only put down to the lovely people I have in my life. I’ve learned a lot about myself and how I handle certain situations and I have to say, I think I’ve kicked ass this year!!
There are many things I wish I had done, or hadn’t done. But each tiny moment pieced together to make the whirlwind of crazy that was my 2017.
It’s been a pretty hard year emotionally for me.
I’ve had my heart broken; I’ve had to learn to pick up the pieces and glue them back together. I’ve struggled severely with home sickness. I’ve doubted myself when I should have believed in myself. I’ve started new things and failed (I mean, just look at my Blogmas attempt!!). I’ve worked hard and received no reward. My kindness has been taken for weakness. I’ve felt insecure. I’ve taken risks that haven’t paid off. I’ve struggled in discovering who I am and what path I should take. I’ve had to make ‘adult’ decisions that I’m definitely not ready to have made.
But, I’ve also lived. I’ve made so many memories that will stay with me for a very long time. I’ve travelled with my friends. I’ve revisited a dream role of mine. I’ve sang my heart out to hundreds of people. I’ve watched my friends grow and achieve things that make me so proud to call them friends. I’ve pretty much watched every single series on Netflix (yes, I am classing that as an achievement). I’ve dabbled in this thing called ‘adulting’, but the jury is still out on that one. I’ve put time into improving my blog and have been rewarded by a growing following. I’ve learnt the value of having true and honest friends that will always have your back no matter what. I’ve met some of my absolute, honest-to-God idols. I’ve thrived in environments that (excuse my language) scared the living shit out of me at first glance…and second.
My New Year’s Resolution is to keep growing. Not in the physical sense (that ship has most definitely sailed) but emotionally and mentally. I want to be challenged, I want to challenge. I want to fail just so I can get back up and try again. I want to laugh so hard my sides feel like they’re splitting apart and my heart feels like it might escape my chest. I want to achieve things I never thought possible. I want to be surrounded by so much love and positivity that I won’t remember the last time I cried.
I want 2018 to be my year.
Lots of love,