Dear 2019,
This year has been hard. I went to the psychiatric hospital for a week, 5 days after I turned 20. There was a loss in my family. A dear friendship of mine ended. Sometimes it felt like these terrible things were all this year was. My heart weighed heavy most of the time as I was left to deal with everything negative but sitting down to think about it a lot more good came out if this year than I thought.
I started a coping skill based therapy which has given me the ability to carry on through the dark times. I was able to rekindle my friendship and rebuild it stronger. After the loss I was able to learn who I truly feel comfortable calling family. I was able to find community in the most unlikely of places for a young, queer person such as myself, a church.
Many many bad things have happened this year but that’s true for every year. Now as I sit on my toilet reflecting on the year I wouldn’t be where I am right now (maybe not the toilet part). I’m stronger than I was this time last year. I’m more confident in the labels I have placed on myself than before and more ready for the next year to come!
So here’s to 2020, here’s 2019, here’s to change, oh here’s to 2019, no 2020 without 2019.
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