So far 2016 has been less than great for me. I’ve lost friends, lost myself, lost a job, and am dealing with major personal setbacks. To say 2016 sucks so far is an understatement.
But (there always seems to be a but) I still have hope. Something inside me is extremely hopeful and won’t give up. I’m not happy with myself right, but I am also determined. I want to get better. I want to do better. I know I can do it and I will. It’s okay that I’ve failed. It comes with the adult territory. I know what I want now. I feel like I know what my purpose on this earth is.
That helps a ton (trust me). Yes, the nights are still lonely and hard to get through. Sometimes sleep is a myth. Days are long and hard, but I get through them. There is always a tomorrow and I can finally see mine. The music heals, the friends help, and the faith (though most times lacking) guides my feet. It’s all one by one and step by step. I refuse to quit. I’ve come too far.
I’m cheering for everyone this year. I hope you all reach the goals you want and achieve your dreams. I hope nothing stops you and that you can happy with you are and what you do. Shouting a massive “you got this!” to everyone, but for the first time I’m truly cheering for myself as well.