2018 has proven to me that with every end comes a beginning. I’ve been reminded that truths are subjective but I was validated that love is universal and endless. This year taught me that no matter what is said, it really is what’s done that counts. It really is essential to my life’s purpose that I keep myself in the honest realm of reality. Yes, truths are different, but honesty is key.

I admit, the lesson I learned this year is that people aren’t who they say they are. People lie. People are hurting. People are dying. 2018 has given me insight to my own truth, which has led into an awakening that cannot be unseen. The new skills became thought, which are now daily practices. I’ve made a lot of mistakes this year, had high expectations, failed, and had a major suicide scare. I was challenged. I met a lot of new people. I was disliked, judged upon, and even threatened.

I mingled with the shadows a little too much because self harm was a major challenge this year. I learned that even though I come from the darkened soil, I have blossomed. I have grown a garden that’s flourishing with faery folk and gnome-like creatures. I found new love this year. I found new light, new darkness, and a new passion for life.

2018 brought a sense of self knowledge that has expanded into the professional realm of my ongoing journey of writing my life story while struggling with ptsd and a life time of trauma. This year has given me just enough courage and self respect to rise above the bullshit. I was shown some major fuckery from not only others but myself. I have regret. I hold honor. I learned loyalty.

2018 was a whirlwind of chaos and confusion. It uprooted me and threw me to the wolves. As I step into 2019, I’ll be Alpha female of the pack I found scurrying the landscape of my darkened soul. As 2018 comes to an end, I’ll drift further into my purpose and greet 2019 with the openness of joy, financial security, community, union, and more unconditional love.

Walking into the unknown realm of 2019, I am going to keep my head high, eyes open, mouth shut, and ears close to the ground. I’m going to respect my ancestors message to continue this path that is set before me. I am going to trust that the hard work and constant focus on becoming my higher self will not only pay off, but that in 2019, I will be met with grace and gratitude.

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