Another year has come and gone. I welcome in the new year with open(very open) arms as 2015 proved to be a trying year. While each year has its ups and downs, sideways, and maybe even loops, 2015 was no exception. This past year I turned the ripe age of seventeen. The age of college applications, annoying parents, and a zit or three. Throughout 2015 my mind drifted from its usual happy cloud to a cluster fucked mess of chaos. In 2015 I came to the realization that my childhood was coming to an end and I would soon be facing “the real world.” With every passing day I would spend my time thinking about the memories and the time I would never regain in my life. I would roominate about the toys I used to play with and the undeniable speed of life. Every inch of my body focused on the on the future and dwelled on the past. My energy was devoted to over thinking, panicking, anxiety, and the eventual slump into severe depression. I 2015 I forgot to live. While being a teen is a fun ‘ole time, I’d say most would agree that it is also a hard time of change. This change being the transformation from awkward adolescent to young adult. If I took anything from 2015 it is that we as humans cannot slow time and must enjoy every moment. As the New Years bell rings I welcome change in the light of growth. In 2016 I promise to let loose and smile more. In 2016 I vow to live.
Outfit curtsey of Zara.