I hate NYE. Every year for the last decade I’ve had dreadful mental health that peaks on NYE, because I’ve had a
tit decade and all that feels shoved into the forefront of my brain because everyone is banging on about what they’ve achieved, where they’ve been and what they’re going to do next. And people never talk about happiness on its own, it’s all related to and about
progression eg career, having kids, getting married, money, house buying etc.
duck off with your humble brags that insinuate anyone can do anything as long as they work hard enough
The other 364 days I actually don’t mind that I don’t adhere to people’s ideas of success but NYE just makes me feel like a massive failure. And the TV schedule is
tit. I just go to sleep at 10pm