2017 was quite an intense journey (for all of us, I assume): one filled with ups, downs, twists, turns, bouts of hysterical laughing and crying (mostly crying), bursts of rage swelling in my chest, and then finally, a sense of peacefulness that arrives after the storm. This year was the year in which an awful man continued to reign over our country (many were hoping that he-who-must-not-be-named would get impeached but he has not, despite his antics.. sigh), bombings/shootings/ plane crashes took place, girls and guys alike did crazy things to their eyebrows (did anyone else cringe because of the wavy eyebrow trend that flooded through the realms of Instagram?), brightly-colored and rainbow-esque food became increasingly popular (unicorn/mermaid toast, the unicorn frappuccino, unicorn lattes, etc), and so on. This trend of colorfulness served as a juxtaposition to what was going on in the news due to our government. People turned to silly, more trivial things such as eyebrows and food and fashion to distract themselves from our sad reality. In a lot of ways, I did the same, feeling it was easier to focus on minuscule aspects of life as opposed to taking in the bigger picture. The bigger picture never ceases to overwhelm me, reminding me that I have little control, and cannot do much to change the world– that doesn’t mean I shouldn’t try, though. After all, the quote, “You must be the change you wish to see in the world” exists for a reason.
As New Year’s Eve approached, I was reminded of how much I utterly despise New Year’s. My hatred for this holiday is quite simple. I hate it because… 1.) people make fraudulent resolutions that they never adhere to 2.) New Year’s Eve all-night celebrations leave individuals feeling exhausted and drained (how am I supposed to start my new year when I’m feeling like complete shit after partying?) and 3.) at such parties, the excessive amounts of booze that people sip on inevitably kills brain cells that they cannot afford to lose. As a result, I refuse to take part in such frivolous celebrations, preferring to sit comfortably on my couch in pajamas, a mug of tea in hand and my cat plopped on my lap, snoring away to his heart’s content.
I watched the ball in Times Square drop on live television out of pure habit but I did not, by any means, enjoy it. When people hysterically cheered, I yawned, reminding myself that I should not cling to this illusion of January 1st being a new beginning because if one truly wants a new beginning, they can seize it in any second of any minute of any hour of any day, not having to wait an entire 365 days just to make a list of resolutions that include goals such as losing weight and saving money. Keep in mind that I’m saying this based on my own experience as well the experiences of the friends, family members, colleagues, and acquaintances that I have interacted with during the 18 years that I have lived on this spinning, green-and-blue planet.
Your personal experiences might be different than mine. That’s okay, too. I am only sharing my thoughts because maybe out there, there is a person that can relate to my feelings. And if that person happens to be reading this, I want them to know that it is more than okay to hate New Year’s even if your friends love it and love to party and drink and throw confetti in the air without any cares in the world. It is more than okay. You are not alone.
Thank you for reading that long introduction and sticking around. You’re a real one. I’m sending you all my warmth and love and cuddles. Can you feel it? Even if you can’t, please pretend that you can. It’ll make things easier for the both of us. (ꈍᴗꈍ) ♥ ♡ ♥ ♡ ♥ ♡ ♥ ♡ ♥ ♡ ♥ ♡ ♥ Okay, now it’s time to get down to business!!! Even though the year was filled to the brim with hardships and salty tears, I want to touch upon five incredible moments that I experienced in 2017 that undoubtedly made the year a little more tolerable and bearable. Here are these five moments (not in chronological order):
1.) Celebrating my 18th Birthday and Becoming an Adult! I love being 18 because that means that I can legally get tattoos but it has other perks, too, of course. 🙂
2.) Graduating from the Hell Called High School and Celebrating that Victory with a Garden Party! I do not miss high school one bit and I never intend on going back. College has proven to be less daunting.
3.) Spending a Wholesome Day at the Beach during the Summertime, Being Reminded that Sunshine and Ocean Waves are Sometimes the Best Cure for a Bad Case of Summertime Sadness. Italian gelato bought on the boardwalk also proves to help.
4.) Getting to See My Mom, Lana del Rey, in Concert! Yes, I did cry when I saw her perform. Yes, it did feel surreal. It was a “pinch-me-am-I-dreaming?” type of moment.
5.) Simultaneously Celebrating My Brother’s Birthday and Halloween whilst Dressed Like a Human Rainbow! Walking down the streets of New York City in my attire was a little scary but I had never felt more colorful and radiant in my life.
I hope that you all had some positive moments in 2017 that made it a better year for you. And if you did not possess such moments, then I hope that you’ll be able to create them in 2018. Create the future that you long for by envisioning it, staying optimistic, and manifesting it when the time comes. Never fail to believe in your own witchy powers. Everyone has them, including you.