I keep attempting to write posts about 2015 and I keep getting stuck,
2015 made me feel really stuck. I quit my unhealthy job that I had a codependent relationship with and I floundered afterwards.
I wrote a book. I didn't just half write a Nanowrimo novel. But I have learned that once you write a book the hard part is getting people to read it. So if no one reads it does it exist?
I invested my heart in people that really let me down. I moved away from the people who mattered to me most in search of a new and better life.
I am reminded how hard it is to make friends in a new place. And how easy it is for me to bury myself in books and crafting projects.
I forgot about my trusty blog and left it here, full of crafting projects and memories.
I lost my will to workout because the weather got cold. I hope it returns soon.
I have watched BoJack Horseman several times over. I empathize with Diane and her Boston background so much and understand her constant malaise and need to do good but not being happy. And the obsession with artisinal nuts and how LA that is and I miss it.
I am learning how to stand up for myself dealing with some very evil movers. I am still dealing with it 6 months after moving.
I dealt with some serious health issues that really made me depressed. I am still figuring it out.
I have been unpacking all the crap from childhood I suppressed because the last six months have been the least amount of responsibility and stress I have had in 21 years. I am 32.
I truly learned what my marriage means. It has been tested to the extremes lately and it has only grown stronger with each twist. We are taffy, we grow more complex and delicious with each application of force.
I have spent a great deal of 2016 watching Taylor Swift's new video over and over. It gives me strength for the new year.
I read some good psychology books on my issues and encourage others to do the same.
I want 2016 to be the year of me.