So it’s Christmas Eve Eve and I want to you raise your hand is everything went exactly as planned in 2015!
Yeah, me neither. Some days were good days, some were bad. I was sure that 2015 was going to be MY year once the clock struck 12, but it turned out to be the year that completely flipped my mental health on its back. I spent 90% of the year in bed crying about ridiculous things and taking a cocktail of drugs trying to balance my migraines alongside my mental health.
That’s just the way it is sometimes, or even all of the time. But that’s ok because we get a second chances, third chances…even sixth chances! The only thing we really have to do is survive and if we do that then there is hope for tomorrow. The years will keep ticking by and the weight of mental health will slowly begin lift.
No matter what happens, it’s comforting to know that everything coming in our future will land on a Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, or Sunday. I find that comforting. If you’re worried about the unknown then you don’t have to worry about the days in a week, they will never change. We can count on things like calendar days, the sun rising and setting, and life always being a huge mixture of good things, bad things, ok things and awesome things.
I just hope you can take something away from this post and that’s that there is hope for 2016 and it most likely won’t go according to plan. You never know, it might be the best year we’ve ever had. I have no idea, you have no idea, nobody has a clue but that’s okay. That’s what makes life fun.
Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, whatever you do or don’t celebrate. Just take every day as it comes and be happy