2015 didn't end easily.
Really, most of 2015 wasn't easy. My world unraveled a bit when my husband was injured in May, and even after the crisis was over, I don't think I ever quite got myself back together. So I have ended the year, reeling from a return of my depression and just trying to keep my head above water and all the balls in the air.
So. Many. Balls.
So... 2016 sort of started without me, almost.
I haven't really taken time to reflect on last year.
I didn't pick a Word.
I haven't thought about all the areas of my life and analyzed the crap out of them, like I normally do.
I have no resolutions.
Instead, I have this message for myself.
To the people around me...
To the people I love...
To the people I can't stand...
To the people who make me want to stick a fork in my eye.
And twice to myself.
For, I promise, no one expects more from me than I do, and I disappoint no one as much as I disappoint myself.
So, this year, all I ask of myself is this...
In every meaning of that word... just be kinder.