New Year’s Resolutions
(Am I setting myself up for failure?)

Every year I have one resolution, to not make any resolutions, I don’t want to set myself up for failure. Yes, I do see the irony. This is how I am though, I deal with mental health hiccups so I have learned through a lot of therapy and drugs to set healthy boundaries for myself. It only blesses my life and those that live with me. *insert fake laughter clip here*

I would never add “join a gym” or “quit drinking alcohol” to a resolution list. That’s just crazy talk. If anything I’ll mentally add “drink more alcohol while watching exercise videos on YouTube” to my list. I’m staying true to me. You do you Boo. I’ve always wanted to say that, to be in the right situation and it feels like it will work here. You do you Boo on your resolutions.

This year I didn’t follow through with my usual “don’t make a resolution resolution” and came up with one. Don’t get too excited as I’m not going to end world hunger or create a super secret society that empowers women like me. Well, I may jot down “create a super secret society that empowers women like me” on the list.

I won’t bore you with my home life, yet. I usually wait until the third date for that chat. Creating a group for strong badass women like myself sounds like a pretty good idea.

Growing up my escape were all these wonderful books with adventures that made me dream. Those books that I read and re-read over and over again helping create the woman that I am today. I read WHATEVER I could get my hands on. I would even book swap with fellow readers in the neighborhood and ask for the next Judy Blume book for my birthday. I even started working in the library in elementary school after school, BELIEVE IT. I still remember sorting the fiction from the non-fiction and the metal book cart that I loved to push around as I put the books in their proper place.

In those books that I read I found laughter, friendship, romance, epic love, great loss, and more than I could possibly list here including wonderful naughty things that society thinks is taboo.

With my mental hiccup I find concentrating harder when my medications aren’t just right because I cannot shut my mind off to be able to read. Things must be going well as I finished a book the other day and started my second book that very same night.

I am going to read more this year.

Easy enough, right? I hope so. I’m going to grab the classics and some Russian literature off my overflowing bookshelf and dive into word heaven. I’m not trying to impress you with my book taste, I promise and if you’re nice enough I’ll show you the tattoo I got when I read Ulysses. I am excited at the thoughts and ideas from the books I want to read filling my head. Oh, the places I will go. The emotions I will get to experience.

I wish the same for you. Make time for yourself this year. I know you add it to your resolution list but never followed through so make this year different. Life is too short. I’m reaching a point where I’ve entered into living less time instead of having all the time in the world. It’s very eye opening.

I want to wish everyone a Happy New Year and remember to add “make time for me” to those resolutions you may decide to make.

Thank you for reading my first post on Medium. This is totally where I would get the first impression rose. I’m not ashamed of the bad choices that I am known to make regarding reality TV.

love,
Sid