Permission to keep living "your best life"
Even when the world is falling apart around us.
This has been the longest year of my life and it’s only January.
2025 has kicked my ass mentally, thus far. And I know it’s not just me.
I started off with the best intentions; ready to leave my annual (holiday) seasonal depression behind, hopeful for what a new year might bring, determined to choose happy.
Then, January happened.
From one catastrophic world event hitting too close to home to the next, it’s been A LOT. And it’s been getting to me in a big way. I’ve felt stuck. I’ve felt angry. I’ve felt sad. I’ve felt helpless. I’ve felt straight up down in the dumps. And because all of those heavy feelings weren’t about anything to do with me and my life, I felt really selfish trying to do anything to get myself out of it know for those directly affected, “shaking it off” really wasn’t an option.
Then, I got an unexpected call from one of my best friends in LA who I never speak to because to know me well is to know I’m terrible at keeping in touch but I love you with my whole heart wherever I am. He was calling to check in because his spide-y senses were telling him I was not okay. He was right.
When I asked how he was doing, he said something that shifted everything for me in an instant.