“I confuse people because I have a happy personality and a sad soul.”
I think I pulled this off of someone’s TikTok caption. Felt relatable.
Especially this year. So much “back to normal.” So much promise. And yet, that underlying thread of inequity, instability that’s beyond your control and the bitter disappointment that these things bring bring persist. Those signature holiday blues are back with a vengeance.
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2/ For me, these last weeks of the year feel like the closing of an ambivalent chapter. I turned 30 this year. I’ve navigated a career transition. I put myself out there and showed up. I got my ass handed to me, mostly.
But, my husband said something particularly comforting to me after an especially rough week a couple months ago: “If there’s one thing I know about you, it’s that you don’t stay down. You always get back up.”
3/ And maybe that “getting back up” can look different than it’s looked in the past. Less frantic and more at peace with myself and my efforts.
A bad day, a bad year — hell, even a bad decade — does not equal a bad life.
7/ 💛 I still have time and nothing is wasted. I have the power to write my own narrative and my journey is not linear.
Abby Nitta