In case it helps anyone: I have zero amazing accomplishments from 2020. I did nothing but survive this year. I failed 5 classes and retook two. My 13yo dog died, it was the first anniversary of my grandma’s passing, I was forced to live in the same hall space as a man who’s been sexually harassing me for two years, I was in isolation for a total of two months, and quarantine for another six. I was intensely sick with something (not covid, probably stress or the flu) for those two months. I also developed really bad asthma and have to use an emergency inhaler 1-2x daily in addition to the twice daily inhaler I take to try to regulate it. I have no money, I don’t qualify for the stimulus, and both of my jobs cause me immense emotional distress. It was a bad year for me in general, not even counting the covid stuff.
But I fuckin survived it. And tbh there at least three times this year that almost didn’t happen. So here’s to us. We’re still here and that means we’ve still got a shot at it getting better.
Guess what birches? Got into pharm school (complete with the best scholarships) with barely a 3.0 and no experience so sometimes you just got down your meds and push on. It sucks like crap but you gotta do it. ✌️
Simultaneously, sometimes you don’t gotta do it. Quit both my jobs and guess who’s super emotionally stable now? (It’s me when I’m on my meds, but it’s better than not me even tho I’m on meds 😂)
Anyway. 2020 was shit, 2021 was barely better, 2022 is like… tolerable for now (vote or I’ll haunt your dreams) but sometimes you just gotta take stock of your life and then start acting like surviving is more than just a bare minimum it’s a fucking celebration. ✨💕
23 is killing it kiddos. I’m older than I ever thought I would be. I still have another four years before I’ll be a full adult with a steady full time job and minimal debt but the end is in sight. There are bad days but they’re mostly good and that’s all I can ask for.
2024 and not only am I alive, I’m actively working to get better mentally and physically. Stress is inevitable and overwhelming but I almost never consider dying anymore.
We’re not beating the depression allegations this year besties, but we are here to keep fighting them and that’s what counts.
You and me:
Gonna be so for real guys. Not doing great again. Had to take a semester off so I’m repeating the year and I went no contact with a lot of my siblings. I’m tired and I’m sad. But, my cat is curled up in my lap purring. There’s still good and it’s worth it, even when ‘it’ doesn’t work out perfectly.
