So. Here I am again.
2016 brought me to my knees. I can honestly say that this was the shittiest year I ever had.
I ended it single, 5 kg heavier and completely confused. If I am being completely honest, I only mind the last two.
2016 began by moving to new city with my (now ex) boyfriend. I was living by my own since I was 18, so sharing space wasn't easy. But we got over it quickly.
We moved to a new city for a job that I got. Although I love it, the beginning was rough.
I was, and still am, working long hours. And it took me some time to get used to the new schedule. First few month I was getting home tired and hungry, and instead of putting together a nice healthy dinner, I ate junk and/or carbs. I decided to cut my self some slack because I was tired. Today I know that I was plane lazy. Few month passed by, and new 5 friends came into my life.
In February my father passed away. That topic is too personal to discuss, but all I am willing to say is that it affected me more than I expected. I am writing it, because now I realize that I maybe kind of used this as an excuse not to do anything. Wake up, go to work, go back home and go to sleep. Same next day.
Weeks were passing by. With out me noticing it was the end of the summer. And in November I returned to the single life. It was just then, that I realized that I don't know who I am any more. I became this empty shell. Nothing seemed interesting enough, I stopped evolving my hobbies, stopped reading, stopped going out, did not feel attractive any more. But most of all- I stopped loving my self. Because I did not recognize the girl I saw in the mirror.
I decided that no more, that is not a way to live, this is not who I want to be. Dusted my self up, found a new apartment, and booked a flight to Miami to visit my sister. And this is where I am right now.
This will be the first year that I will think of a "new years resolutions". All of them will help me to reconnect.
I believe that I will share most, if not all of them here. Because when it's out there- you can't take it back. It becomes real.
So. Resolution number 1- write a blog. But really write. This will not be a fashion, or cooking or any specific topic. I will just write, and take photos, and post songs that I like and maybe some selfies when I have a good hair day.
I really want to make it right. I want to look at this post at the end of 2017 and feel proud of my self.
Every post will be dedicated to another resolution. I know for sure that there will be a lot of healthy living posts with recipes, home decor and self improvement. And some many more that will come as I go.
Wish me luck?
2016 brought me to my knees. I can honestly say that this was the shittiest year I ever had.
I ended it single, 5 kg heavier and completely confused. If I am being completely honest, I only mind the last two.
2016 began by moving to new city with my (now ex) boyfriend. I was living by my own since I was 18, so sharing space wasn't easy. But we got over it quickly.
We moved to a new city for a job that I got. Although I love it, the beginning was rough.
I was, and still am, working long hours. And it took me some time to get used to the new schedule. First few month I was getting home tired and hungry, and instead of putting together a nice healthy dinner, I ate junk and/or carbs. I decided to cut my self some slack because I was tired. Today I know that I was plane lazy. Few month passed by, and new 5 friends came into my life.
In February my father passed away. That topic is too personal to discuss, but all I am willing to say is that it affected me more than I expected. I am writing it, because now I realize that I maybe kind of used this as an excuse not to do anything. Wake up, go to work, go back home and go to sleep. Same next day.
Weeks were passing by. With out me noticing it was the end of the summer. And in November I returned to the single life. It was just then, that I realized that I don't know who I am any more. I became this empty shell. Nothing seemed interesting enough, I stopped evolving my hobbies, stopped reading, stopped going out, did not feel attractive any more. But most of all- I stopped loving my self. Because I did not recognize the girl I saw in the mirror.
I decided that no more, that is not a way to live, this is not who I want to be. Dusted my self up, found a new apartment, and booked a flight to Miami to visit my sister. And this is where I am right now.
This will be the first year that I will think of a "new years resolutions". All of them will help me to reconnect.
I believe that I will share most, if not all of them here. Because when it's out there- you can't take it back. It becomes real.
So. Resolution number 1- write a blog. But really write. This will not be a fashion, or cooking or any specific topic. I will just write, and take photos, and post songs that I like and maybe some selfies when I have a good hair day.
I really want to make it right. I want to look at this post at the end of 2017 and feel proud of my self.
Every post will be dedicated to another resolution. I know for sure that there will be a lot of healthy living posts with recipes, home decor and self improvement. And some many more that will come as I go.
Wish me luck?
