So this might be yet too early to make a year review, but I might lose that inspiration later.
365 days ago was an ugly period. I broke up with a person I thought I will have kids with and live together until blah-blah-blah. But we broke up and I could not get used to the thought of it for quite a long time, hoping that there is nothing we could talk over and work through. Ugh.
I went thousands of miles away to avoid being alone for the New Year and ended up feeling abandoned and lonely as I had never been before. So Lesson#1 - Never go travelling when broken hearted. It is a waste of money, and makes you suffer more.
I spent the first quarter working as a horse, almost with no sleep. I saved no money, although I earned a fortune. I have cried a river, and got so exhausted that my Gradma asked if I had a serious illness.
I thought this would be an awful year filled with tears, depression, sad looks from married friends and sympathetic smiles from people in love.
12 months later I want to thank everything that I have had in my life during this year. The man who broke my heart, because without this relationship and especially without its end I would have never become what I am now.
I have taken up running to get ready for a marathon. I can not either train in freezing Moscow or yet run even a half-marathon. But even those 7 km I can do now is a big deal for someone who has always suffered from only thinking of PT lessons.
I have started writing an art blog. I have put a lot of thought in an art educational project, and I am starting my own course on art investment with the best speakers in the world!
I have my story on Soviet posters published in the world's most important professional media about art - The Artnewspaper.
And people. New students, and old friends returning. Inspirational models. Psychological experience. And so much more.
And what's more - I am proud of what I am now more, than a year ago, when I thought I was too good to deserve it, or two years ago when I had all the ultimate happiness I could not even wish for.
This will be a hard year, though. Because it is easier to get up when you are down. But it is hard to climb further, when you are already not in the bottom.
*The pic was taken 5 years ago, and the only REAL thing I miss about that time is long messy hair:)