When people said, “Happy New Year” this year, it started to feel like a command instead of the intended good wishes. I saw happy resolutions posts all over my social media, was asked countless times about what my resolutions are, and read numerous blogs celebrating the new year.
I am genuinely happy for the people who are seemingly thrilled with the idea of a fresh start or a new year and want to resolve to make something new, better or different than the year we left behind.
I just find myself with some Reservations.
This is of course due to anxiety, but how do I know that 2018 isn’t going to be worse than 2017? I mean, I sort of giggle as I type that because 2017 had some pretty terrible moments, but there were also some pretty amazing ones. How do I know that 2018 isn’t just going to be the year of stagnation?
How do I know? I don’t.
I do worry though. I worry about letting everyone down. I worry about not being good enough. I worry about becoming overwhelmed and sinking to the bottom of the sea.
I guess for me, a new year is a chance for new beginnings and new opportunities, but it’s also a lot of pressure if I view it from that angle too much.
I’m instead just trying to keep my head above water and continue on with life as I know it. For me it’s just a time to flip the calendar over, but I do wish everyone the best in the coming year who chooses to view it differently.
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