I didn't have a pit and a peak for 2017.
Or rather, I said to a friend, "The pit is nothing got better. The peak is nothing got worse."
I don't want the same ending for 2018.
I don't want to say that it felt like nothing changed, or that I didn't accomplish anything or that I still feel stuck.
I've spent too much time being stuck-- knowing damn well it's the voice in my head and the fear in my heart that stops me most of the time from moving forward.
So, for what it's worth-- my 2018 intentions:
- Speak the truth. Aggressively, haphazardly or whatever way it comes. But with gumption, above all else.
- Try new things, meet new people, go new places.
- Get my nails done and wear lipstick and buy clothes that make me feel good. Wear heels for the sake of wearing heels.
- Tell the people I love that I love them. As simple or as difficult as that may be.
- Ask why or why not. Don't accept silence as an answer.
Last year I sat on the sidelines, cheering friends on as they celebrated new babies and new engagements and new houses. I watched on as friends settle into routines and relationships. I supported them through career changes and address changes.
And I think it's important to support and love and encourage the people around you. And I meant every word or action of support I gave. Nothing is worse than someone who is unable to be happy for someone else.
But now I have to be happy for myself, for my accomplishments.
For the pits, and the peaks.