So, briefly, this year blew. Yeah. I said it.
I didn't blog for much of this year and I went ahead and did a "recap" post a while back, talking about the breakup, and moving back in with my folks, and all of that, so I'm not gonna rehash all of it. Suffice it to say that it was an extremely difficult year. And as a result, I grew and changed as a person. Much of 2010 was spent trying to find my place in this world, and I know I'm not the only one who felt this way. I may have made some mistakes in trying to figure that out, but hey. We all screw up from time to time.
Bottom line is this: I had a breakthrough about a week ago.
I've spent much of my adult life hiding behind this shadow of what I can't be. I can't be thin. I can't have short hair. I can't do this. But, you know what? All of that was just an excuse to BE LAZY AND DO NOTHING. I CAN do any of that stuff. It just takes getting off my arse and doing it.
So, 2010 was the Empire Strikes Back of my life. It pretty much SUCKED, as far as what happened during the year. But, at the end of it, I see light on the horizon. I see a way to put myself where I deserve to be. Destiny has finally found me. Or I found it. Or whatever. I'm not saying I'm gonna blow up a Death Star or kill the Emperor or anything. But I am saying that I'm done hiding in my moisture farm on Tattoine. I'm ready to become the man that I'm supposed to be. And it took getting my hand cut off for me to figure it out. Sucky situation, but something that was necessary for me to realize my own potential.
So, here's to the end of a terrible year. And here's to the start of me doing something about it.
Twenty-Eleven, here I come. With a vengence.
