2021 gave me a lot. The usual efforts to become a better me. Dreams of creating and releasing something magical in the world, only for it to disappoint me - like usual. An ADHD diagnosis. Mum leaving the house for a nursing home. Kids major growth. I turned FORTY! I had an epiphany, that I don’t need to reach for a version of me that already exists within me. Swiftly followed by the ripping out of my heart. Like a storm cloud appearing out of nowhere, a future I had envisioned was stolen from me. And then my eternal hope, replaced by grief.
2021 doesn’t end on a high. There is no redemption arc. It’s just what it is. As 2022 looms closer, the black fog remains
