We are one day away from the new year and while I am excited for new beginnings, I am more excited about continuations. I have goals that are unaccomplished, boxes that are unchecked, an apartment to be filled and potential I did not fully meet. There are unfulfilled parts of me that I'm carrying on into the new year. And if you do too, that's completely okay. 365 days is a long time but it should not be a deadline for any dream or any goal. Almost all of my blog posts this year held a similar sentiment which ultimately defined a feeling that never really left me for the whole year.
And it's the feeling of being overwhelmed and anxious about life and the future. It’s this feeling of being a woman and constantly having the notion to have it all figured out. As I get older, the more I realize that the responsibility of others also comes with the responsibility of self. Whether it be within myself, with my family, with my friends, with my boyfriend or with my work, no matter how much of my best I think I’m doing, I wholesomely, overall feel mediocre in every single aspect.
I know it's okay to feel this way sometimes (nobody is perfect) but to feel this way constantly for most of the year, I think I owe it to myself (and everyone around me) to be more fearless, to be more confident, to be more vocal and to not let anxiety or anything stop me.
I think the sweetest revenge for 2017 is to strut through the new year with my head held high and have an agenda to do everything I want to do and less of what I don't. The sweetest revenge in the new year is to just live and to not limit myself for the next 365 days and feel extraordinary. 2017 is proof that resolutions don't really have to define a whole year. 2018 is on the horizon and to be honest I know the best years of my life are yet to come.