I don't know what to say. I feel like I should say something, balance out the year that has passed, but I honestly don't know where to begin. And don't say "start at the beginning", or I'll punch you.
For starters, I don't know if this has been a good or a bad year. I don't even know if the year has been, because it all passed in a blur. A blur of mixed feelings, of wanting to give up, of wanting to change, of caring too much or not enough, of being hysterical or depressed and not even have the reasons to back it up. 2011 could be called "the year of mediocresy", the year of knowing I have a lot to give but not feeling up to the expectations, expectations I'm not even sure belong to my parents, my teachers, my friends, or just myself. It could also be called "the year of analysis", although technically I started going to the psichologist last year, but it was October, 2011 was the one that started and ended with me laying on that couch, three (then four) times a week, talking about myself.
It could be the year of fangirlism. So many things have happened that made fangirl!Chiara happy (or made everything hurt). First discovering the greatness of Dalton, reading it alone without anyone to share my feelings until Sandra and Akemi started reading it as well. Then Klaine getting together, and me screaming in the highest joy. Entering Tumblr. Man, so much has changed because of Tumblr. Tumblr, for me, is the ultimate fangirl experience. The previews, the spoilers, the promos, the gifs, the fanfics, the manips, the general AJKBDKJAKDAKAOD. I've met so many good people on Tumblr. I want to thank you each personally, maybe I shoud have made one of those posts where everyone included the best URLs of the year, but I'm a n00b and don't know how. If you're taking your time to read this, and I didn't tag you, it's not because I don't care about you. I'm only tagging the girls that I know in real life because it's easier this way, ou know? I have a lot of things to say to them, but if I start talking I'll break down and I don't wanna spend New Year's Eve crying. I will mention the Peruvian Wonders, of course, how can I forget our own personal sex riot. Reni, Mila, Andrea, Anna, and Sami (representing us from Israel, Israel, que bonito es Israel). Outside of this group, I will mention Shannon, who let me into her life and into a major issue of hers, and Jay, even though I rarely spoke with her but read all her personal posts and felt everything she felt through the year. All of you followers are great, thanks for being there.
As for my IRL friends... if I have learnt something this year is that I'm not alone. Funny, because, for me this year has held a lot of loneliness. I watched one of my best friends through every step of her relationship, living a little through her stories, but at the same time feeling so left out, because for the first time our conversations revolved around something I couldn't fully relate to. But that same friend ran through a freaking avenue to get to me one time I called her in tears, just to sit next to me and hug me. I've seen a very close friend lose someone extremely important, and stood next to her, convinced it was my duty to take the pain away from her because she had done the same for me so many times. I've seen another friend succeed in many things, and still not believe she's good enough, no matter how many times we told her how much she's worth. I've become close to a friend who wasn't even a friend, just some girl from school, but now I can't imagine my life without her. For a moment (a horrible, horrible moment), I thought I had lost my best friend. We never saw each other anymore, we rarely spoke, and when we did, it was about fandom or our respective colleges. But when I told her I needed her and I was feeling lost, she was there, and she held me like no time had passed.
I've been fragile this year, so fragile, but I didn't want to ask for help, mainly because I didn't know what was wrong. I still don't, but the few moments I've let my guard and actually let someone see me cry, I've realized how much they care about me. My birthday party was extra special because it showed me that you care about me enough to go through all that trouble, and before that I honestly didn't think it was possible.
This year has passed in a blur of not wanting to see. Not wanting to see the outside world, and not wanting to see what's inside me. I have mixed feelings about New Year's Eve: I like the feeling of getting a new chance, but hate feeling like nothing's really going to change. I want to change, I do, I just don't know how to begin. Opening up to you like this is one way.
Have a nice evening, or morning. I hope 2012 will be better, for you and me.