As 2023 slowly winds down, I’ve started to hear rumblings of people making New Year’s resolutions. I’ve never been big on making resolutions, as they always seemed like an expectation that you may not be able to adhere to due to extenuating circumstances beyond your control.
This year, SO MUCH has changed and it seemed to happen in the blink of an eye. Looking back, I can see the lead up to it and the aftermath. The year started bright, filled with hope and possibilities. By the time June rolled around, the tide had turned and it wasn’t until 2 months later that the damage made itself apparent. We’ve been dealing with the consequences since and trying to keep ourselves from drowning.
The biggest lesson I’ve learned this year is to stand up for myself. It hasn’t been a pretty process and I’ve still got a long way to go, but the fact that I’m doing it is a positive thing. I’m still dealing with two bullies who are trying to keep my voice from being heard, but as the new year is about to start, I’m determined to keep them from taking it away.
I’m a big believer in karma, as it has a way of coming back to bite you. Especially when you least expect it.
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