I gave up on New Year resolutions many years ago or perhaps I just kept them to myself so that nobody would know I’d failed them… again.
This year is different… I know, I know, we all say it BUT I think we all pretty much know that the whole entire world would agree because how unbelievable was 2020? How crazy? Scary? Life changing? Which makes 2021 different by default.
2020 combined with me hitting my 40’s I have fast become a whole different person – internally. In fact, the only thing that hasn’t changed is my irrational fear of spiders and goobies in baths/pools/spas. Like boogers, stray hairs, pus from people’s pimples and dirty butt crusty’s – I know, weird right. I can’t explain it, but I think it’s a sensory thing or something – particularly involving my hands and my feet. It’s strange and I can’t seem to find a phobia that explains it. Anyway… I’ve gone off track.
In 2021 I ask that you open your eyes to the bigger picture and stop weighing yourself down with insecurities and low self-worth – if 2020 taught us anything it is that life is fickle and way beyond our control most of the time. We have no idea what the world has in store for us and the only thing we can be sure of is how we react to those things.
It is also a reminder that life is bloody short, and we waste a fuckload of time of worrying. Worrying if we are too fat, worrying if they’ll like us, worrying if X, Y or Z might happen. But that’s enough. You are enough.
We are not imposter’s! YOU are not an imposter! You are the leading lady (or guy) in the story of YOU and the director, your God, the Universe, what-ever-you-believe-in is calling you up on stage! Fucking own that shit! Step UP and make sure its “2021 – The Latest Year of YOU” that you are participating in. You have the starring role. Deal with it – LD xx