2023 was tough, but it's been necessary to clear a path for an incredible 2024.
2023 was shit. There. I said it. I said the same thing to someone the other night and they looked at me with a mixture of genuine confusion and pity. "Why?" she asked. Fair question. Mainly just my brain lol.
Why, indeed. Partly a crippling bout of Imposter Syndrome, mix it up with a major dose of overcommitment and burnout, plus a lack of breathing space/time to myself, add a toe-dip into a mid-life crisis due to an impending 40th birthday, a sprinkle of disappointment and anger, self-imposed social isolation, and twin 3-year-olds. Need I say more?
Truth is, as cliche as it sounds, I needed to break this year. I needed to slow down and reprioritise. I needed to lower my expectations of myself, and of other people.
Does that sound crazy? Lowering expectations. We are taught to always be the best that we can be, but we all know that we are always less than we know we can be.
We doom ourselves.
Do you want to know what the reality is?
We are enough.
Just as we are.
We are enough.
You are enough.
No matter what anyone else thinks or says, no matter what you think or feel or hear.
You are enough.
I am enough.
And this year has made me believe it.
It's only taken me nearly 40 years.
So, now that I've finally got that out of the way, I feel clear to invoke and welcome a wonderful new year, without the pressure that I usually put on myself. It's the first year that I have ever felt truly happy with how things are right now. Heck, this is probably the first moment that I have ever felt truly happy with exactly how things are.
This doesn't mean that I'm not going to strive to do and be better, to learn and grow. But, I don't need to do it to prove anything to me or anyone else.
How freeing.
I know that it's going to be hard to keep holding onto this truth, but I'll do my best.
Ending the year on a high.
2024 is gunna rock!
Marley x
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