12/31/2023
This is my dad, on his 34th birthday, dying from cancer. I have never subscribed to New Year’s resolutions. I do Birthday goals instead. And they’re realistic personal type stuff like ‘Drink more water’ or ‘Admit when you’re wrong’.
Recently Ive had some serious and long overdue conversations with people I love dearly. Ive admitted my faults, apologized for my actions that hurt (albeit not purposely) and communicated my story.
I can’t promise stuff I am uncertain I can follow through with, so I don’t. I can promise I will try my best given the circumstances.
If I have one New Year’s goal, it’s to continue to be honest without guilt. In a world full of social media fakeness, AI generated personalities, sensitivity without accountability, ridiculously unacheivable lifestyle expectations and less punk rock individuality, I CHOOSE to be unapologetically myself as a human being with faults.
I choose to learn new stuff from others, admit when I’m wrong or misinformed, like the mature and self - assured adult I am. I will continue to not feel guilty or be shamed for being honest or forthcoming, because my opinion counts and I believe in constructive criticism as a tool to grow. I will continue to call out bu****it when I see it, because someone has to and I’m happy to take one for the team in a world of silent haters who are kind to your face, but not when you’re gone. Niceities never solved problems.
Since 2000 my life mantra has been the same:
Of everyone I’ve ever known
THERES NOTHING I REGRET
Everything is a learning experience. We aren’t perfect. And I embrace my imperfections. And a learning to forgive myself with no regrets.
It’s never too late!!!
🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻