It’s that magical time of year, where everyone thinks that all of a sudden they can break their routines and personalities and become the person they always dreamed to be.
Did you gain weight in 2016? No worries! In 2017 you’re sure to lose every pound and be as thin as you were when you were a fetus! Did you have no friends in 2016? That’s old news! Because in 2017, you’re guaranteed to finally be the social person you never were and become Insta-famous for how adorkable you are! Tired of hearing complete strangers give their negative opinions on politics in 2016? Deal with it. That’s never going to change.
Okay, okay, so I stepped on a few toes here. Let me rewind. .egnahc ot gniog reven s’tahT .ti htiw leaD ?6102 ni scitilop no snoinipo evitagen rieht evig sregnarts etelpmoc gniraeh fo deriT
Alright, phew. That was a close one.
Look, I’m not against these “New Years Resolutions”. But I am against making promises that I can’t keep. If I were to say, “I’m making the resolution to eat healthy!”, but then I choose to buy a honey bun every time I go to the gas station- I’ve just lied. (Hypothetically speaking, of course. I usually buy two.)
We have all of these ambitions and goals and dreams that we place on the New Year. We overwhelm ourselves with how we failed and what we need to work on. We make lists of all of the things that we want to accomplish and hope to accomplish in the upcoming year. And I’m not saying that it’s bad to have goals and dreams and to be hopeful of the future. We hated 2016. But we’ll make 2017 the best!
I don’t know about you, but isn’t that just a lot of pressure to place on 2017?
I mean, it’s not like Ryan Seacrest (or whoever the heck does those New Years Countdowns now) has a special switch that will suddenly make all of your wildest New Year dreams come true. You have to be the one to make the change happen.
And why do we have to HATE 2016? What was so bad about it? An election? Division? Who cares! Personally, 2016 was the best year of my life! I married the man of my dreams, moved into my first apartment, went to Storybrooke (technically Canada), adopted Lando(our kitten), and so many good movies came out! (Well, some good movies at least.)
Why can’t we start a new New Years Day tradition? Instead of dwelling on unattainable goals and making promises you can’t keep, why don’t you take the time to write out your best moments of 2016? Write out what your thankful for. What you enjoyed. What you did for others. What others did for you. Write out all of the positivity and love that you can remember about the past year. (Look, I already gave you examples, how easy is that!?)
And when you’re finished take a minute to let this sink in: there will never be another 2016. It’s over. It’s gone. Poof.
And then after you take a moment to be grateful, you can go back to making a list and failing at it. Kidding, just kidding. (Not really.)
And look, for your moral support, here is a list of things I would like to do, but probably won’t:
- Make readable content
- Eat less honey buns
- Launch my YouTube Channel
- Be less of a dork
Yeah, this is going to be impossible.
Happy New Year, anyways.
I’m Ciara Jude. And I approve this rambling. (Oh, crap! I went back to politics! Abort, abort!)