Revel

I know it’s a little late for these, but I wanted to put some thought into them. I didn’t want to just be that girl who says, oh I’ll eat better and work out more. Then February comes, and she’s stuffing herself with potato chips like nothing ever happened. No thanks.

Resolution 1.

I have decided that I will no longer lie to my parents. [Sorry mom, but I have to say it...]. I did it almost every day since I was around 15 or 16 and I’m sick of it. I lived in fear of getting in trouble. I feel ashamed for doing it. They have done so much for me since I moved out. They have given me so many things that I did not and still do not deserve. My mom bought groceries for me while I continued to make bad decisions. They paid for court fees and driving classes even though they did not support how I was living. I was thinking about this a lot last night, and made a decision that I would never have made last year. When I told them I would not drive without a license this next six months, I meant it. For the first time, I made them a promise and have no intention of breaking it. A year ago, I would have assured them that I would not drive, and then proceed to drive whenever I felt like it. Now, I am sucking it up and riding my bike or walking to work. I realize they have poured a lot of time, money, and effort into helping me and it’s time that I did the same for them.

Resolution 2.

I haven’t had a coke since December. I miss soda, but I know how unhealthy it is for me, and how many calories I used to drink every day. It was hard at first, but now the results are showing.

Resolution 3.

I will be myself. I make this resolution every year, and every year I get a little better at it. This year, I have put aside many, MANY insecurities. I used to always be sad because I never fit in with the group I went to high school with. Not that I ever really tried to fit in with them in the first place. I realized that I didn’t NEED to fit in with them. I don’t really like the same things they do, or think the way they think. This is not a bad thing. I’m just different from them. I will never have much in common with them, and it’s okay with me. No more feeling left out or strange.

There they are. I hope that I can stick to them and have a happy and fun year.

Love,

Ray