Dear diary,
When people speak about the new year, they say it with a sparkle in their eyes.
Voices animated as they outline what they’d be doing in the new year, plans to live life (since “problems no dae finish”) clothes to get, Goals to make and such.
But, not me though, I don’t say anything.
I view the new year with dread.
Don’t get me wrong , I’m happy and grateful to make it to the new year but with the new year comes anxiety for me.
What’s going to happen?, Will I survive? , what will happen to my unfulfilled plans? , what if?, what if??
People tell me to be calm but the virus has made everything even worse.
This and more have been going on in my head until recently I just decided to shut down and let it be.
The only resolution I’m sticking to this year is “Let Go and Let God”.
Have you got things planned for this year?.
Peace and Love
Oma