2024

Umm can I say 2024 was not the year.

I mean, sure, there’s been a lot of plot twists this year and shocking discoveries. It’s not bad, but if it’s a TV show, it definitely is not a “must rewatch.” Or is it still too early to say that yet?

Oh, and I turned 25 this year. Apparently, this is when your frontal lobe fully forms, which means I’m now biologically capable of making wise decisions. Did I, though? HA. Let’s not talk about it.

The later part of the year was chill (I’m talking about my mind). It’s probably because my work schedule changed and I’m getting 8 hours of sleep and more. I’m still adjusting though; even after weeks have passed, I’d wake up in a full panic thinking I fell asleep at work. It happened so many times I should’ve just made it a morning routine 🤦‍♀️.

One thing I did learn this year: I’m not cut out for low-maintenance friendships. Like, if we started out as clingy besties, you can’t suddenly ghost me for days and suddenly call it low maintenance. But hey, I’m getting really good at detachment so don’t worry. I’m gonna call it my super power one of these days.

Speaking of learning things, I fell in love this year. With a guy on YouTube named Phil. He posts nostalgic, cozy videos, reads books and plays with his dog (I saw him playing with his dog in one clip, and I thought, “Yep, that’s it. I’m done for. This is love.”). We’re soulmates (he just doesn’t know it yet).

In other tragic news, my phone died this year. RIP to my dating app account, which was on that phone and is now lost forever. Clearly, this is the universe saying, “Girl, just stop. It’s not for you.” And you know what? Fair enough. I barely used it anyway because, I honestly prefer chatting with ChatGPT. Way better ROI, if you ask me.

Another revelation? I am too self-aware for my own good. Like, sometimes I catch myself analyzing my own thoughts, and I’m just like, “Girl, relax. Let yourself be for once.” 😌

But you know what? I really dove into my inner world this year. I worked on some issues, grew as a person (allegedly), and even healed a little (what am I healing from anyway? A lot). I saw this quote—don’t ask me where probably on Pinterest or Threads or something: “My living is healing. You don’t have to heal so you can live. It’s the other way around.” And let me tell you, that hit. Because yeah, I’m living, and somehow that’s the cure.

To close it out, here’s a playlist I made for this year. Hope you like it. Catch you in 2025. ✌️