Endure.

While 2016 definitely did have some big ups, for the most part, I feel like this year just kept kicking my ass over and over again. Whether it was through the choices I made or circumstances that were out of my control, 2016 just didn’t go the way I quite imagined. I’ve made poor decisions, I’ve hurt people who had faith in me. I spent a good chunk of my time isolating myself and pushing people away. A lot of times I wondered if I should keep going. A lot of times, I didn’t want to.

2016 definitely dragged me through the mud, but in many ways I felt like that was what I needed. I dislike throwing this word out, but I feel like 2016 humbled me for the most part. I learned to be more appreciative for the things that stayed and the people that have continued to believe in me, despite who far I felt like I’ve fallen. I can only hope to be able to be as compassionate and give as much love out as I could as some of my friends, in a place where they could’ve easily been cynical, chose to be a light in someone’s life.