Dear friends of the Internet,
I was about to write that 2020 has not been particularly kind to me; But now I am thinking that that statement would be untrue. I was challenged this year, more so than I have ever been. I went through phases of feeling completely alone, phases of feeling utterly overwhelmed, phases of feeling stuck in my grief and worries, phases of doubting myself and my abilities, phases of simply wanting the year to end.
And yet. I have never been more self-aware. I have never been more in touch with my feelings. I have never grown more. I have never been more optimistic. Yes, I have never felt more lost but I simultaneously have never felt more liberated. I came to terms with who I am, what I want and what is important to me moving forward.
I believe that for me, above all, this was a year of continuous tough love. Things weren’t made easy and at times they could feel almost unbearable.
And yet. 2020 pushed me to welcome and accept the unknown variables life has to offer. It pushed me to stand up for myself. It pushed me to finally be honest, both with myself and others (took me long enough). It made me start acting instead of reacting. In a lot of ways, it made me painfully aware of my role in my own life, if that makes sense. That every decision I make is a matter of a precious life – my life.
This post is to remind my future self that every hardship is a chance. A chance to look inwards and to listen, to learn, to grow, to surprise yourself.
The lessons I want to hold onto
Be proud of what you have managed to accomplish, of what you have been able to learn in a year that I dare say was far from easy for most of us. Be proud and be thankful for the lessons you have been gifted.