2022 Recap: Fucking crushed it.
This last year, I have worked really hard to be my best self. Therapy, medication, using my voice, setting boundaries — ya girl been doing the most.
And it was a year I absoltuely crushed.
Sure, I spent 6 months unemployed, but I did so in style. I traveled, I spent time with the people who give me joy, and I decided to only do things that make me happy.
I started setting actual boundaries for the first time. Saying no, end of sentence. And I cut loose the folks that didn’t accept these boundaries.
I spoke up. Opened up about trauma and got vulnerable while fighting for better. I shared more with friends about my life and why I am the way I am. I kicked out friends who didn’t make me feel good.
And I waited for the right role for what I need right now.
2022 was dope. Sure, there were some hard times - a lot of them. My health hasn’t been great. Dating was a bit …interesting? Money was not as flush as I’d planned.
But when I think of this year, I smile.
So 2023? More of the same. I’m going to prioritize me, put more work in to be my healthiest mentally and hopefully figure out all this gestures wildly health stuff.
I’m going to travel more, smile more, be vulnerable more and put me first (and dog, obvi).
New Year doesn’t mean new me, it means focusing on me, period. It means just continuing the work and continuing the strive for better.
I don’t set NYE goals, I don’t do resolutions - I work everyday to get better. Regardless of the date.
For me, that’s winning.
What does the new year look like for you?