Nothing drives me more mental than people thinking the end of a year wipes shitty decisions and is a time for resolutions, those things will stick with you well after the strike of midnight. It is ALWAYS time to make goals, change direction, alter your outlook, apologise, pick up, pack up, leave, start again.
All it symbolises is a time to reflect.
I started the year building on my career overseas, working at places few have the opportunity to, learning all I could, making lifelong friendships, and gaining some perspective for my goals.
A few setbacks with health, a lot of time in hospital, 2 surgeries and multiple treatments later I learned not to take anything for granted, that the higher you climb, the further you have to fall, and to surround yourself with people who will be your strength the whole journey, not the parts that suit them.
Hindsight showed me I got rid of one of the most destructive, controlling & possessive relationships I hope I will ever have to endure and I therefore spent the second half of my year putting peace to so many broken relationships, getting closure for so many things left unsaid, and falling in love with myself and my own life firstly. And soon after unexpectedly fell completely in love with one of the most selfless, understanding and beautiful people I could’ve ever hoped to be lucky enough to call my own.
I thankfully have four of the most beautiful soul mates, still: Bianca, Ashlea, Shea & Shelley who have been a hysterical laugh and a shoulder to cry on whenever I’ve needed either. My little sister and my daddy who show me unconditional love. And the most incredible boy who has already taught me so much, made me feel what I didn’t know were possible, and made love one of the most wonderful experiences for me.
I made so many amazing new friends, went on so many adventures, travelled, lost, loved, hated, worked my ass off, studied like mad last minute, progressed & got real fucking happy!
So 2014, there are no resolutions, cos I’m already fuckin killin it ✌️