life :: new beginning

It’s a new year people. No more lazying around, it is time to make it count ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿผ.

I was blessed with a wonderful 2015. Indeed there were some dark times in my silly little head, but I’ve learned to forgive myself for that. 

The saying “new year, new me” is super cheesy and overused, but I can’t deny its relevance. 

This year I don’t want to be “new”. I dream of improving myself, bettering myself. I want to be more compassionate, more supportive, more honouring, more forgiving. I will allow God to truly take the wheel and allow him the control of my future – not that he doesn’t already have it. I will be defiant; defiant of being belittled, defiant of being weak, defiant of feeling inadequate. 

Of course I have my personal goals. As a coping strategy when I dealt with anxiety in high school, I was advised to set personal goals to deal with the issues, and above all, achieve them to show myself I am capable. Capable of a lot more than I give myself credit for.

I lost a stone in weight within the first term of university, and I plan to lose some more. I have been paying for a gym membership, yet like the story goes, I’ve been once. Okay, so I was a little intimidated; everyone at the gym is already super-fit looking, or at like thin. And then you have the off-putting guys sweating it out and trying to look macho. Just no. But I will be going. No excuses anymore.

Something I really need to suppress is my spending habit. I am going to limit myself to one new item a month but only IF it’s to die for or actually necessary. Everyone tells me I don’t need new clothes, and that is pretty true, I don’t. But it’s not a “need” as such. It’s an inherent desire to regenerate. I like to change my looks. I hate boredom. I hate boring clothes. I have never dressed in black head to toe. I want to. But I’ve never had the confidence nor strength to. I can’t resist florals, I can’t resist stripes. 
Anyway, I hope 2016 brings you all that you not desire, and that you enjoy every minute of it. 








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