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2006 - The Crying Year

That's what I'm calling this year that I'm so happy is now gone.

I feel great about this upcoming year. I woke up feeling really good, minus the hangover. JC and I went out last night and rang in the New Year together with a few friends.

Last year, I wasn't feeling so great about the upcoming year, and I really should have listened to that instinct. I did however get a new car, which is one year old today.

But, JC and I still weren't back together, I was addicted to Vicodin, and I was screwing up school after having to drop out the semester before.

So, even after getting back with JC, and even thought I have had some amazing times this year, I would say that I spent most of the year crying. Being depressed, feeling sorry for myself, even though I had some really good things going for me. I was frustrated and annoyed, and just "over" all of it.

I don't want to continue any of those things. I'll still be frustrated with finding a job for a little while, and I'll still be frustrated with things that are out of my control, but I'm working harder everyday not to let them bother me.

I have learned a lot. A LOT! I've even had to relearn some old lessons that I had forgotten about. Like the meaning of what true friendship, family, and love are all about.

So, wish me luck! I'm doing the same for everyone else! Luck to survive one more year, and enjoy all the good points, because there will be bad ones, but those aren't the ones I want to think I dwelled on when I'm on my death bed!

I'm going to keep learning, keep loving, and for sure I'm going to keep laughing!

Comments

stephanie said…
That sounds like a good plan.
Happy New Year!
Jacq said…
Happy New Year, Liz!!! Hope it's a good one for us all!!!!
Happy, Happy New Year to you girls!!!

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