Christmas was over and there was this uneasy feeling again with the year coming to an end. There’s this notion that we have to make the next year better by changing ourselves, which has birthed countless resolutions and lists that have no guarantee of getting done.
What’s the point then? What if I do my best and still not fit in? What if I don’t want to change a part of me? What if they don’t understand? And I can’t do anything to change their mind? I wondered, and asked myself more questions that didn’t do anything to keep my head from spinning.
It was thanks to Yana and Tessa calling me this morning that I had found comfort once again. Not only did it distract me from my thoughts, it also gave me something to look forward to.
I only had to ask Mom’s permission, and I didn’t waste time when she dropped by my room to check if the clothes she had bought fit me.
