I’ll be honest with you, a couple weeks ago I wasn’t sure I would make it to the end of this year. My existence this end-of-year has been damn rough and I went to bed on more than a couple nights hoping I wouldn’t wake up.
Why am I telling you this goddamn depressing piece of information just before the New Year?
Because I’m still here.
2018 has been a rollercoaster ride for me. I’ve had some incredible highs, and I’ve had some soul-crushing lows. I started going to church which has, at times, left me even more confused about my spirituality than I was before I started going, and has also given me a sense of community I’d never felt before.
Speaking of community, this blog has been my greatest source of grief since I dared to upgrade the damn thing. It’s also helped me find my people, my tribe, my family. My love for you crazy kids is damn near unparalleled.
This year, I’ve learned a lot about who I am as a person, whether I wanted to or not.
I’m exhausted and I’m still kicking.
I am very ready to take on what 2019 has in store for me. I have a few things in store for it, too.
I’ve made great progress in regards to dealing with my mental health issues this year. I plan to continue that trend going into 2019 and get myself into regular therapy. I want to learn how to better manage my PTSD and all the fun little accessories it comes with. I believe I’ve gotten my Medi-Cal information sorted out and I’ve already begun researching local therapists who take it.
I will be licensed to drive by the end of January if it kills me. I’m so tired of missing out on things because I can’t get to them.
School is a little tougher to make any concrete plans on, because I’m still not 100% sure the track I’m on is headed where I want to go. But, you can take a look at my schedule for the Spring (all that science…) and know that I am dead-ass serious about my education in this upcoming year. It’s pretty much all I’ll be doing this year, for the first few months at least.
There are plans for the blog, too. That’s probably obvious because WordPress can suck a whole Hefty bag filled with dicks of varying shapes and sizes.
I was leaning towards shifting over to Blogger, but while getting myself reacquainted with the interface I was reminded of how limiting it felt. The whole reason I moved from Blogger to WordPress in the first place was to have more freedom over design and such without having to get a degree in computer science and master CSS to make things look how I want.
My mother was gracious enough to offer to pay for my first year of self-hosting, because she’s generous and also doesn’t like it when her daughter is strong-armed out of something she loves. Go figure. I think I may go that route. Which means I’m going to have to learn to, as Allen so eloquently puts it, “hustle like the rent’s due yesterday.” (I love that.)
The question I’m running into, however, is thus:
Do I want to transfer From Adie, with Love over to a new host, saving all the old content and continue on like nothing happened? Or do I want to close this chapter of my blogging life and start fresh?
Who do I want to be in the blogosphere? I have a few months to figure it out, still. Rest assured, I’m still going to blog. I’ve always blogged, since I was old enough to figure out how. I honestly don’t know who I am if I’m not a blogger (which sounds a lot sadder than it feels).
I know everyone says this every year, but 2018 can go kick rocks. Bring on 2019! Let’s kick it right in the rocks.
Blessings to you in the upcoming year.
I love you all.
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