Hello new year! I wonder what you will bring, I hope you have at least some positive things in store for us.
When I look back at the past two years, I have the feeling I didn’t really live. I put my life on hold, didn’t even do things we still could do. It was somehow as if we were all waiting to get our old lifestyle back, and just killing time until that would happen. Even working at stuff for the dolls was a bit like the manic attempt to distract myself. Maybe I did enjoy it at the time, but I don’t remember enjoying it. That forced withdrawal from other people didn’t make it better. I don’t mind being on my own, but solitude changes self-perception. You don’t need to be self-aware, if you don’t want to. It used to be a nice break from all sorts of demands, but if it becomes a habit it’s probably not that great for your mental health. Hollow and passive, somehow.
So my New Year’s resolution is to try to just accept that there will be no going back, Covid is there, it will be there, and the same goes for other changes, whether they are political or ideological. Thank god people IRL seem to have a bit more common sense than the media wants to suggest, and I will try to create the most active and socially interactive life I can within the restrictions. I am vaccinated, and so are my friends, so it should be safe enough. It’s a plan, at least.
So I hope this year will be better for all of us.