It’s the time of the year again when we are somehow felt compelled to start writing resolutions while shunning the old ways of the ending year.
I think I have spent a week thinking about what I could write as a year-end post. Should I talk about leaving the past behind? Or instead focus on correcting the mistakes of the past in the coming year? Are new year and resolutions about simply letting go and conditioning our minds that we can start anew?
Waking up each day, thinking about what I can do for my 2016, assessing what I really want. What will make me happy? Was I successful in my attempt to do something different for 2015? What are the things that I want to keep for 2016? Do I really have to change myself? Am I contented with how my life is going? In what aspect of my life did I fail?
They say, we should let things go, let people leave if they want to, detach ourselves from things and situations that bring toxics to our lives. They say, some things are meant to end, and we should stop running after people and situations no matter how painful it will be for us. Others talk so much about moving on and letting go. And I refuse to talk in the same voice.
Bolder. Fiercer. I want to be.
In 2016, I’ll dive on newer things, while continuing to do the things that give satisfactions to my life. Fear and inhibitions should no longer be part of my vocabulary. I’ll continue going after what I want, doing things that make me happy, still taking in to consideration the limitations, but not totally limiting myself.
2015 allowed me to try different things, go to events and places I didn’t imagine, made me believe in my ability better. I found a certain strength in me that I thought I lost somewhere in my life journey. I was able to face my emotional biggest fear, and I congratulated myself for that – tho I didn’t exactly succeed.
There were failures, but I have no regrets. I learned from these failures and I promise to correct it for 2016.
The ending year taught me a lot about ambitions, about people, about happiness, about life. It made me realized that some failures were my own fault, and my lack of ability to be braver for my wants and needs.
This year, 2016. I’ll be bolder. Fiercer. Fearless.
I might fail again, but who cares but me. And I actually don’t care.
I will get hurt, again, I am sure. But, at least, I ran after what I want.
I will be frightened again, but I’ll make sure to fight my fear with hunger for success and knowledge.
I am not quitting on people and things. I am not simply giving up on getting what I want because I failed once. What’s the point of learning from our mistakes if we’ll not do anything to improve on our lives?
I’ll be fearless to let people and things go, but I will not be afraid to hold on to them if I have to.
For everyone who failed in 2015, let’s not let our failures stop us this 2016. We can do better.
This 2016. Let’s be bolder. Fiercer. And fearless.