I know a lot of people really hated 2025 but I just wanted to share my own experience, because 2025 was actually the best year I've had in a really long time.
Back in like... 2017? My family moved far away from where I grew up and I remember that was already hard enough, having to leave everything I know behind. But what made it worse was that we had to live near my dad's side of the family, who were all extremely judgemental, mocking, abusive, controlling people. I had to live with them forcing themselves into the life of my family, and the bullying of my cousin, and the constant feeling of dehumanization and infantilization and loss of autonomy for around five years. The result was me going into that place happy, bubbly, confident and expressive to ashamed, depressed, distrusting, insecure and reclusive. The personality turnaround was SEVERE.
Anyway finally in 2023 we got to move back close to where we lived before. But then I had to continue suffering the after effects of what we endured with my extended family. 2023 and 2024 were some of the most depressive years of my life and the lowest of lows of my mental health. It was a REALLY dark time for me.
Thankfully 2023 was also the year I joined Tumblr and the year I got into Phantom of the Opera! And I truly believe that if it weren't for the friends I made during my time here, things would have been... so much worse.
2024 wasnt much better. And things only seemed to be getting worse from there. I wanted to hurt myself and sometimes did, and wanted to do worse. And I really couldn't ever imagine things getting better.
Yet somehow, by God's grace (definitely not my own strength—I barely wanted to get better lol) I felt the urge to start again in 2025. I finally started making the effort to do things—join a singing workshop, listen to more music, quit c.ai (after suffering from addiction to it for so long), started writing more again, made myself reach out to my friends more and spend time with them more, tried finding a job, went to plays and orchestras, tried doing yoga again, played more video games, watched more movies and TV, started watching a really kind Twitch streamer, started drawing... just, little things. Making life a little more bearable and trying to care again, and asking for help more often.
And it wasn't miraculously perfect or better, of course not. I'm still fighting depression and the trauma of living with my extended family. But... I'm getting better. 2025 marked the year I finally started getting better. Thanks to God, and my friends, and my family not giving up on me when that's all I wanted to do. And idk what the point of this post was but it just felt really important to share.
Because as much as I hated hearing it before, I guess it really does get better. And I know a lot of people hated 2025 and don't expect 2026 to be better. But I think it can be. Idk. I want it to be and I don't want to go back to before. I'm grateful that there's that tiny part of me that still wants to go forward.
Anyway. Thank you guys for being here. Thank you to my friends and the people who were kind to me. The people and fandoms and art and stories that made it worth staying another day. Thank you Chrumblr and POTO and SPN and One Piece and CLOY. @the-old-fashioned-girl, @overthinking-with-katy, @moobrvoobl-moobmoob-oobmpoobroom, @thefinaljediknight, @choatic-bumblebee-agenda, @choasuqeen, @enigma-absolute, @welldressedandunimpressed, @berryblu-soda, @eleilinnrallin, @the-kirbe-anon, @dont-do-rice-babes, @rainintheevening, @pensandsliverswords, @ladyphlogiston, @nerdywriter36, @elfpractice289, @littleeliza-lotte, and so much more.
And I thank God especially. I'm trying not to expect too much from 2026, but then again, I may as well take it one day at a time, right?
