Happy New Year! The start of 2017…gosh I am 30 next year. I know, I know I was only 28 the other day but 2018 is the year I turn 30! This has really lead me into setting my goals for 2017 and finally getting things out of life that I really want. I see so many ‘new year, new me’ type posts which is great to read for those that want to make massive changes in their lives. I do want to make changes but they’re things I’ve wanted to do all my life. They’re fundamentally who I am. So it’s the same old me, just better, happier, less stress driven I hope.
I’m planning on doing a weekly vlog over on YouTube to talk about my mental and physical health journey over the next year. You can expect videos every Sunday.
2016 was a pretty good year for me and my family and we had a lot of fun with holidays and seeing lots of family. I learned I could make my blog work as a business. I discovered what I wanted to do but I still suffer with my mental health and I know this year will be no different. I will still stay up all hours worrying over things that haven’t and probably won’t ever happen. I will still go through weeks unable to write anything because I’ll feel what I have to say isn’t worthwhile. I’ll still have days where I just can’t leave the house because I’ve sunk. There are days where I will lose my temper and get frustrated. I will argue, I will cry and I will panic. However I will not let those days define me.
In 2017 I want to be defined for coming through the other side yet again. For coming through those darker patches stronger and happier and with even more focus. Every single anxiety attack always makes me come back with more drive, feeling more grateful, more appreciative for the support I have around me and I want to have the same this year too. Well, less anxiety would be lovely I won’t lie.
I don’t know about you but anxiety and depression makes me feel really angry. Because I feel like such a child. I feel like I’ve been dealing with this now for half of my life and it’s not going anywhere and it doesn’t leave, or get easier. It doesn’t get harder. There’s not as many of the dark patches but they still happen. I’ll deal with it again and I’ll cope and I’ll live through it. Because I have so much to live for.