A love letter to 2016.... if we can even call it that.
This year has been weird. I hesitate to say it was terrible, because only parts of it were, but I've had better years. Not to sell this year short -- I did do a lot of personal growth -- but people (and maybe me?) are definitely ready to move on to the next. So as I close out the year, holed up in my room streaming movies about space, I feel like i should probably reflect on things... so here goes:
2016, you were a lot. I have had some pretty crazy highs with you and, unfortunately, some equally crazy lows. Though, what is light without darkness, right?! The past twelve months i've spent with you have been fraught with this internal struggle. I've clearly been trying to find myself, love myself, accept myself.
I started off in love with an idea -- an idea of what my life was meant to be, meant to look like. I spent more than half, arguably am still, of you just trying to rewire my mind, hoping that along the way I would see that things I'd convinced myself of weren't fact. So I would first like to thank you, year and/or universe, for being patient. I know I'm stubborn and I know I am not the quickest to hope onboard the change train. So much time and energy went into me this year. Self-love, self-care, you name it. And damn, it was about freaking time. So again, thank you.
Secondly, 2016, I just want to say how big of a fucking let down you were in so many areas of my life. (you saw this coming, I started off with a thank you..) I don't even know if I'm done processing the general disarray i feel the world has entered since election day, but that's not even the disappointment I'm talking about. you let the Cubs win the World Series... and moreover, you let the freaking Cavs pull one on us?!?! Okay, okay, okay, okay. I'll admit I enjoyed parts of it. (but I will still raise my fist in the air!) All joking aside, this year is ending on a strange note. I guess I won't say it's been a disappointment, but man, you had so many glass shattering moments for me. I get it, adulthood is hard, but you didn't have to really show me that my spending habits were on the verge of absurd or that sometimes when I think I'm being funny, I'm just being a big fat jerk. I know, I can (and will) learn from all these things, but you clearly forgot that ignorance is bliss.
Lastly, and maybe most importantly (prob not), thanks -- yes again. I know people said the universe has my back, but this year, ya really proved it. Yes, there are still things I need to step up to the plate on, but dang, I learned a lot. I pushed, and you in turn shoved, to be a better person. I am so proud of who I am today, so grateful for the life/opportunity/body/mind/etc. that I've been given. This year I truly believed and felt it. I am a lovable, confident, strong, empowered soul. Thank you for really showing me who I am.
2016, you've been amazing, but I won't lie, I'm not too sad to see you go. I've learned a lot, loved a little, laughed quite a bit, and lived like... well, like it was 2016. and while it scares me to say this, I am so ready for 2017. So see you later, maybe in a different life -- where time travel exists.
Take care, ever change, have a great summer, and please don't #KIT. (I'll probs be busy then)
So there you have it, my sign off to the weirdest year yet. I can't confidently say I didnt cry more than the year before, but I can say that I had one heck of a time this year, I mean it's chronicled in this blog!
Stay crazy, be safe, and happy freaking new year! (even though It's clearly overrated)