Dear Lonely Hearts everywhere,
There comes a sense of pathos and tragedy when someone in their youthful years is sitting at home, with a health based beverage and quiet music blaring out while their parents – twice their age is out partying and the neighbourhood is blaring out music eagerly awaiting for the fireworks to show. It’s the end of what was rather, a year predicted to be apocalyptic. A tumultuous, quiet year of small little outbursts and tremors but far from the catastrophes that old media had anticipated and sold as fake news.
But, funnily enough, being alone on New Years has become such a custom; it’s a tradition stooped in calm stupor. I could never sympathise with the notion of debilitating sadness that automatically comes with the idea. In other non-pretentious words; don’t feel sorry for me. And for those that do feel the heartache that comes with the loneliness – your loneliness does not define you. It is not permanent. Don’t model your life on the lives of others; life is a journey and don’t give up so soon – brighter days are still possible as long as you keep breathing.
Everything that lives goes through struggles to learn to become a fighter. And to all the pacifists that would immediately object to this statement; being a lover also means being a fighter too. You wade through life actively resisting death. The act of surviving alone makes you a fighter. You just choose not to be an active participant to protect the values you take for granted.
And I think that’s the lesson I learned in 2017. You just keep doing you. When times got tougher – don’t give up. And when people started to fade away; you learn to keep at doing the best you can. Life is hard, sad, a struggle… but that’s not all it should be. As the list of people I send my best regards to gets smaller and smaller – I mourn, but I do not linger. People enter and exit your life all the time. Appreciate the time you have, and move on. Not everything is a constant – you can keep fighting to make sure they stay longer, but there are times the only answer left is goodbye.
Dear readers and lonely hearts everywhere – appreciate what you have. It’s okay to feel sad. It’s okay to be angry. It’s okay to be alone. It’s okay to be called insensitive. It’s okay to fight. It’s okay to struggle. And it’s okay to be you. Don’t waste your time for anyone that doesn’t appreciate or recognise your worth. Cherish your time, cherish your life.
And kick some ass in 2018.
Happy new year,
Kind regards,
C.
PS: I’m sorry it took us too long to recognise this sooner. Let’s promise to be kinder to ourselves as soon as the clock strikes 12.
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