This year I will be spending New Year’s Eve with me, myself and I.
I did the same last year, but I had a very different attitude about things back then.
I’m approaching things from a place of mental clarity and peace this year, and I’m looking forward to what the New Year may bring.
However, when you struggle with depression, anxiety or another mental health condition, the holidays can be a very difficult time, especially if you are spending them alone.
I am sure I will see posts on social media of my friends and family out celebrating together, ringing in the New Year with food, drinks, and kisses at midnight.
This year I won’t be sulking in my loneliness. I’ll be drinking my glass of wine, watching “Dick Clark’s New Year’s Rockin’ Eve,” with my man Ryan Seacrest, and pumping out those essential oils.
Perhaps I will have a solo dance party. Music and I have had a bumpy relationship since depression became a part of the picture, but maybe we will patch things up tonight.
Maybe I will make some appetizers-for-one to go with my bottle of wine.
I think just maybe I will write out my goals and wishes for the year…and perhaps allow myself to dream for a night. Maybe I’ll believe those dreams can come true.
I’ll be thankful for what I have this year. I may not have as many friends as I once did. It’s just a fact of life (my life) because I have gone through a lot with my depression. Friends have come and gone.
I have found writing. I have found an outlet for my depression, and I have found a groove in my self-care. I hope all of you who are reading this have something to be thankful for this year, and have something to look forward to in the New Year.
Here’s to hope, peace and mental clarity.