I spent New Year’s at home with my cat, watching romcoms and eating an absurd amount of protein bars because I didn’t get any sweets from the grocery store earlier that day. I stopped going out and partying on New Year’s ages ago because I always ended up drinking too much, making out with some random stranger or embarrassing myself in some other way. Staying in has become my new tradition and I love it.
Recently I started wondering if I’m lying to myself because I keep thinking “I am perfectly content with my life”. But am I? Why is my imposter syndrome kicking in?
A couple of months ago I was mourning my last situationship and all those feelings about my ex boyfriend Henry (you guys know I slightly changed the name for privacy purposes), which I had been suppressing very successfully until then, started to arise. I suddenly found myself crying over him, reminiscing about the past and those fun moments we shared. Thankfully that also passed and now I am doing good. I have a great relationship with my mom, great friends, a cute cat at home, I’m good at my job, enjoy what I do, I get paid well and I started to travel more to experience new things. The only thing that isn’t a 10/10 in my life would be my relationship with my body and food which I still struggle with. I feel like this will always continue to be a struggle for me, sadly.
But I am happy.
So for 2022 coming to an end and 2023 starting, I was thinking about my resolutions:
- Money: Learn how to take care of my finances – big issue I need to fix
- Body: Go to the gym 4x a week and stay consistent to build the habit of working out again.
- Travel: See more of the world.
And that’s all. Let’s see how it goes and I’m wishing everyone who actually read this far a Happy New Year ✨