Resolutions are stupid.
So I made one.
For my New Years Resolution, I drunkenly committed myself to a whole year of not letting my fears limit my enjoyment of life.
Much of my life has been consumed by fears of not trusting other people, fearing injury or death to myself, losing people closest to me and fear that I do not like who I am becoming.
Moving out of home (for the second time) this year was a pivotal moment in my life. It was an rare opportunity I took which challenged me and my fears.
I lived with 4 strangers. I moved to a large, somewhat unfamiliar city. I began my second year of university with few friends.
However, 2014 was the best year of my life. Some of my flatmates became my friends. I was invited to parties and actually socialised with people I didn’t know. I made a small group of friends at university and began to enjoy my time there more.
Long story short, 2015 will be a year of fun, a little alcohol and no regrets.