2014 was the year of the bite- the where I was bombarded with more shit than a broken toilet, just when I thought it was going to get better it didn’t it got worse, far worse than I could have ever imagined. 2015 was the hermit year where I just didn’t really do much- I stopped dating completely, completed my teaching qual and have a very nice 30th birthday. 2016 has been the year of understanding myself, the year where I fully got to grips with me. I started the year up in Chester with Claire and will end the year somewhere in London. This year I opened up about my depression, got healthier, watched lots of films and saw some of my favourite artists (Walter Schriefels and Kevin Devine to name a few). I went to Manchester, Nottingham and Edinburgh, saw lots of comedy and mets lots of wonderful people along the way. My department got an outstanding from OFSTED meaning I’m probably one of the best teachers in the country.
I’m not saying this years been easy (Brexit, Trump), there have been moments where I cried from the depths of my soul. My depression got really bad, REALLY BAD and honestly Christmas wasn’t that easy either. I’m learning to deal with it every single day and doing my best. I’m very grateful for the people around me and all the love and support.
The one thing I’ve learnt this year is that there will always be shit and stuff- its just how you deal with the stuff. It really feels like the end of the trilogy (my twenties were the wilderness years and yes I’m aware of talking about my existence in sequel terms).
I’m walking in to 2017 happier, healthier and feeling more creative than I have ever felt.
Happy New Year!!!