I’m 24 today, and it’s been one wild year.
I got poked and prodded but finally got a diagnosis.
I woke up in excruciating pain every day but managed to get myself moving again and regained some of my strength and mobility.
I got poked and prodded but finally got a diagnosis.
I woke up in excruciating pain every day but managed to get myself moving again and regained some of my strength and mobility.
I lost some friends but finally figured out who my real ones are and no longer waste energy on toxic relationships.
I fell really hard for someone and got my heart broken into a million pieces but found the confidence to demand what I deserve.
I fell really hard for someone and got my heart broken into a million pieces but found the confidence to demand what I deserve.
I left two different jobs but saw a bunch of new opportunities open up.
I, like all of us, was socially isolated but found time to work on myself.
I lost a family member. But I learned to appreciate those around me even more.
I, like all of us, was socially isolated but found time to work on myself.
I lost a family member. But I learned to appreciate those around me even more.
This year has sucked for all of us. But there are some great things that happened, too. Try to take a moment to be grateful for the lessons learned and the little things.