21 was a train wreck. I think I've written to death just how much 21 sucked for me. Rejection from grad schools, heartbreak, and losing the job that I absolutely loved.
22 was about overcoming obstacles, rebuilding, conquering my demons, learning to love myself, and learning how to truly be happy.
You all know I could go on forever about the past two years, but I won't simply because it's already been written out and posted for the world to see as it happened. I'm not entirely where I want to be, but I've come a damn far way from where I was. I'm embracing my life as it comes, weathering my storms stronger than I ever have, and enjoying the sunshine more than I did before.
So here's to 23. Here's to remaining on the upswing, fully championing all my inner demons, building a life I can be proud of when I look back on my life when I'm old and grey, being happy.
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