The past few years, I’ve grown to dread New Year’s Eve. Though it does symbolise a new start, and I’ve celebrated the last two years with the people closest to me, I feel that there is a lot of pressure placed on this particular night.
This is the time of year that we reflect on what we have done for the last 12 months, what we have achieved, what we haven’t, and what we wish we had. I used to be very big on writing New Year’s resolutions, I liked the idea of using change of year for a fresh beginning, and I still set myself goals to work towards.
However, I think New Year’s Resolutions have a bit of a stigma attached to them, and right from the get go, they are kind of jinxed not to pan out the way you want them to.
The resolutions set are usually very specific, such as “I will lose 10 kilos this year”, “I will save $7,000”, “I will read 100 books”, and with that, once we find ourselves lagging behind on these resolutions, they are shrugged off until next year.
While I still set myself goals to work towards, they are more ideas than resolutions. Rather than “I will lose 10 kilos this year”, it would be a goal of living a healthier lifestyle, and instead of saying precise things, such as “this is the year I get a tattoo apprenticeship”, “get this amount of followers on my blog” and “this year I will move to my own place”, I just put a goal of building my portfolio, working on my blog and being more consistent at posting on it, and save more money so that I might be able to pay rent somewhere.
This year has honestly been one of the toughest in my 22 years. I left my job and my family and moved to a completely new country. I broke up with someone whom I loved more than anything because it was probably the best thing for both of us. I’ve become a much more positive person than I was, though I do still have my days. I started taking better care of both my physical and mental health. I had to stop being so reliant on things going the way I planned, as my plans were far too detailed, and when they didn’t work out, I would start feeling lost. I graduated University (finally), and I rediscovered my love for art and drawing.
I do have a bunch of goals that I will work towards in 2017, but they are flexible, they will change as I do, and as what I wish to achieve will change, so thus they can’t really be called New Year’s resolutions.
I hope you all have a Happy New Year, don’t be too hard on yourself if you haven’t gotten all your resolutions done, and be kind to yourself for 2017.