Goodbye, 2024.

It’s been a weird year. It’s been a fucked up year. It’s been a year of new highs, new lows, some personal accomplishments of which I am rather proud, and some personal failures leading to a lot of shame and self-loathing.

This year was a bit of a fucking mess, honestly. Important but painful lessons were had.

If I had to summarize 2024 in one word, “emotions” comes to mind. At times absent, at times extreme. Cresting waves of stabbing hurt alternating with ecstatic joy. At most times, either one of these two, or absolutely nothing but empty numbness. I’m still not sure which is better. 

Another good word could be “introspection”. It was a reflective year. In the first few months, I experienced a growing self awareness that may be important in the long run, but were painful lessons to experience. 

The highlight of this year would have to be, hands down, gaining a new best  friend. I can’t remember the last time I had a friend I was this close to, that I could share this much with. They were instrumental in getting through the garbage my own damn brain has been spawning.

In 2025, I want to continue developing in the arts I practice, learn to manage my own strange mental and emotional ways, and build and maintain strong connections with others.