I am not one for resolutions, I never was. It has been a difficult year. In many moments it felt near impossible to make it through the day. I have been blessed with many things that have made those moments more tolerable. In days I have ached for it, I have had someone to pour my heart out too and a shoulder to cry on.
I am one for promises. Promises are meant to be kept. Resolutions are made and are never succeeded. Long gone are the days or forgetting about myself and always putting myself last to please others. I am far from a new person, or having a new outlook on things. I'm merely doing what I should have a long time ago and putting myself first. It hasn't been easy and my family hasn't taken well to the less passive me.
The sacrifices I have had to make give me a reason to look back and be glad I did that. Writing has been and still is a struggle. It is safe to say the writer's block is slowly disappearing. Now that my mind isn't clouded so much by everything thats always brought me down. I am finding comfort and more trust in my abilities.
So I end this with saying this,
My promise to myself this year is to be selfish for once. Writing, I am back.
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