New Years Eves, Eve...
I feel like it’s about time that I start concocting my new years resolutions.
There are three types of resolutioners:
1. Resolutions be damned, this life is hard enough as it is!
2. Makes all the resolutions, writes them down so they look pretty; but as soon as the momentum of the day is gone, so are resolutions.
3. Makes them and refuses to break them, even if their mental health suffers because of it.
I was ALWAYS the girl in the MIDDLE! I made them, always! But never stuck to them. I guess they always just seemed like too far of a stretch for me.
Unrealistic goals and aspirations kill more opportunities than going for what you want every will.
What do I mean by that?
If you’re so stuck on the what ifs and the could be’s that you miss out on all the actual opportunities that come knocking in the meantime.
I was her. I was 100% that girl! I never let myself be realistic enough to hang onto any of the resolutions that i’d made.
Until last year. I had every intention on pittering out and doing my annual, “lie to myself list”
My goals last year were simple:
- Be happy.
- Lose weight.
- Smile more.
- Cut out toxic bullshit.
- Create more.
- Jump back into art.
- Say no more often.
That was it. A basic list of actual things I could do! And guess what? Here’s what I accomplished from them:
- Genuinely happy
- Lost 130 pounds
- Smile all the time
- No longer have room for negative and toxic people in my life
- I am creating way more!
- I DOVE HEAD FIRST BACK INTO ART!
And I’m still working on saying no.
But out of all of those I’m only working on one of them.
Even though the year has lasted 7, it’s been long, sad, rough and lonely at times. Nothing is the same, people are angrier, things are harder.
Still even after all of that, I prevail. Not because I never gave up (there are plenty of times I wanted to give up, trust me) but because I made my goals attainable.
Just some food for thought as we head into the all of the, “new year, new me” posts.
XOXO
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