Call Me The Trash Lady

Raise your hand if you’re completely annoyed pissed off with the past year (or two) of your life…

Yep, me too.

2015. You suck. And your older brother, 2014…he sucks, too. You guys have done nothing but give me reasons to question my own happiness and well being and I really don’t appreciate it. I didn’t sign up for this. Never was I issued any warnings or notifications of the storms that lie just off in the distance, waiting to roll in and pour down over me. A little break would’ve been nice. I also could have used some time in between each disaster to rebuild a little and get back on my feet before having to conquer the next downpour. But you’ve been a relentless bunch of rude, inconsiderate, annoying little bastards. And today, I say GOODBYE to you. I hate change. I’m fearful of it. But this is some much needed change I am more than welcoming.

This is it, New Years Day…2016 is just now breaking dawn and I am already feeling a little breath of fresh air in my future. Changes will be in store for me, this I am certain of; things are about to happen that will change my life for the better. There are challenges that lie ahead that I feel I have prepared myself for as best as I can, but after 201(4/5) I feel more capable than ever of saying “YOLO” to the things I cannot control. Life is too short to constantly experience 201(4/5) over and over again, which is why I know 2016 must be different. And will be different. It has to be different.

I’m tired. I’m tired of anger, of stress, and of dramatic encounters…I’m tired of disrespect, lies, secrets, inconsideration, and crying. I ask that 2016 bring me and my loved ones no more loss. It’s time to take control of my own happiness. My state of mind should not be so easily affected by those who surround me; if for some reason it is, I need to ensure I am not surrounded by those people. I need support. I need guidance and love. I need understanding and then sometimes I need space. I also vow to offer the same to those around me. Slowly but surely I am building a life for myself and I want to leave it open for the most successful outcome possible. Anything hindering me shall be removed. I think this would be wise of anyone to do. Do you keep dirty trash bags in your house or do you put them out at the curb? Think about it…what would happen if you held onto all that useless junk? It would eventually pile up, filling every open space of your home until you find yourself being featured on an episode of Hoarders because your family fears they’ll find you dead under a pile of crap you just never sent to the curb. The same thing happens with our lives and our brains. I’m going to try and be proactive because (you can ask my Husband and he’ll tell you) I really hate taking out the trash. I don’t want to get stuck with the garbage I never got rid of.

So, adieu 201(4/5)! Your trials, though diffcult, weren’t enough to break me or my clique. We’re one badass group of people who have each other’s backs in any situation. Together, we can get through the dark and step forward towards the brighter horizon. So much awaits me in the new year.

Happy New Year to you all…thank you for beginning this journey with me in 2015; I promise many more blogs to come in 2016, ones I am very excited to share with you. Cheers!

4 thoughts on “Call Me The Trash Lady

  1. I could not have said it better myself. 2015 was probably one of THE worst years of my life. I battled with depression, and still am, and it was horrendous. I thought I liked change, but I guess I wasn’t mentally ready. I am ready for this new year though. I can feel it as well. Keep up the good work, Kathleen! :) I loved this!

    • So glad you were able to relate, I’ve talked to so many people who have had a rough time this past year. I know what it’s like to deal with depression when things just aren’t feeling right. Luckily, it’s all behind us! We can forget it ever happened and move on from it…to a terrific 2016! Thanks for reading, Mar!!! Xo

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