Ironically, somehow I do not feel hopeless. I’ll never forget the sinking terrible feeling I had during the ball drop in the NYE before this last one. When the count hit “one” and everyone yelled “Happy New Year!!” I felt as if someone had shoved me from behind straight into a precipice.

Me after waking up this morning and scrolling on my phone for 30 seconds Happy New Year’s!!! Hahaha 💀 💀 💀 🔥 🗑️

I can’t wait to finish the blog post that includes the current post on my header. That was the first and only snowman I’ve ever made. I still tear up looking at the photo.

It’s killing me that Walmart suddenly upped their plush game so much. I would get so many of their plushies right now if I could. $10 or whatever for a big nice plush, nice medium ones for $7. What. Why now!! 😩

I have so many messages and New Year/Christmas wishes still not replied to. I see you. Even if it’s showing as unread I promise I saw it on my screen. I’ll reply soon. I’m not purposely ignoring anyone. I promise.

I wanted to have an account to post personal thoughts and photos again. I really didn’t like that I posted my vents to my main over the holidays, even though it was a small relief to have a space to scream my total despair into.