First of all, fuck you 2016. Second of all, fuck you 2016. And third of all, FUCK YOU 2016. I just had to get that out there.
I have been on a bit of a hiatus from the blogosphere. I’m going to be honest, I am more than ready for this year to be over – it has been a pretty shitty one. I’m not just talking about the ridiculous number of beloved celebrity deaths, the turmoil of the international scale, and the current state of our countries politics, but it has been shitty on a personal level.
The second day of this year I was in my first car accident ever and even though it was clearly the other person’s fault (the motherfucker ran a red light and T-boned me for fuck’s sake) it took me months to get the insurance companies to listen to me.
I lost friends, family. And I feel like I lost a part of myself. My anxiety issues were at an all-time high this year. I felt lost, stuck, and I feel like I achieved nothing (which I know isn’t entirely true, but I can’t help it). I got almost nowhere in my reading challenge, I didn’t travel as much as I planned, and I did very little to pursue my dreams.
But this year wasn’t all bad. The time I spent in Europe changed me forever. It made me realize I could overcome my worst moments of anxiety. I learned how strong I could be. And I reaffirmed my passion for humanitarian work. For those who don’t know, I spent about three months in Greece working in a refugee camp. While my experiences are still a little hard for me to talk about, it led to a lot of personal growth, and most importantly life-long friendships. It even led to my first ever radio interview and talk at Southern Oregon University.
2016 wasn’t great, and while there are certain events that could mean complete chaos for our future (think about 20 days from now); but I more determined than ever to make 2017 a good one, to make it about personal growth, about achieving my goals, and living my dreams.
Fuck 2016, and here’s to a great 2017.