It's time to talk about 2019, a year that I think I'll remember as being one of my worst this decade.
This year was hard on me. I struggled in a lot of different areas and I can't help but to feel like I've accomplished absolutely nothing. When I look back on this year, it's hard to think of many good points. I've certainly had them and far from every day has been bad, but as a whole it just sorta breezed by. I may have stagnated in 2018, but this year it felt tenfold.
There was a lot of change that I've experienced in terms of living conditions. I started out the year living in a friend's apartment, but quickly moved out because of bad living conditions. I moved back home with my parents, but then moved out again into my own one-bedroom apartment because, well, they moved out too. The house I grew up in and have always called home is no longer mine, and that was probably the biggest hurdle I had to overcome. This is the first time I'm truly living alone. I've been doing okay and I'm
Another year, another annual blog post where I sit back and review how it went. Something tells me I won't have as much to say this time as compared to other years, but let's take a look!
Well, let's start with the obvious. I stagnated this year. I stagnated hard. I look back at 2018 and most of it seems like a blur to me. I feel like I had way more bouts of unmotivation and tiredness than ever before this past year, which stopped me from doing as much as I could. I'm proud of the art I have done, but I look at how little of it I've done and feel bad for myself. I'm not proud of that. It's fair to say that I've had a lot of doubts about myse