2018. What a year! I’ve learnt so much, yet the list of things I want to see and do seem to grow at an exponential rate. At least my perfectionism has calmed down a bit. I’m just grateful of everything that’s happened and hope that I continue to find joy in pushing the invisible (and physical, I guess) boundaries.
Here’s to an amazing 2019!
Highlights of 2018
- Rediscovering creativity through a bullet journal
- Jumped out of a plane on my 27th birthday in Byron Bay
- Explored Hong Kong as a grown up
- Travelled around Australia’s South West corner
- Climbed a 53 metre karri tree in Pemberton
- Swam with the fish on Rottnest Island before returning home with gnarly sunburnt legs
- Snowboarded for the first time on the slopes of Coronet Peak
- Hiked to the bottom of a glacier in Franz Josef, New Zealand
- Started working remotely
Lessons in life
Don’t ask for permission. I’ve come to learn that not everyone is going to share my view of the world. If I continue to tip-toe around the things I’ve grown passionate about, I’m never going to get sh*t done. It’s a dog eat dog world, baby.
Stop apologising. “Sorry I missed your call earlier.” “Sorry I can’t meet you on Wednesday.” “Sorry for the late response.” While I know it’s important to apologise for royally f*cking things up, saying sorry when it’s not your fault makes you seem submissive and weak for no real reason. Sorry (ha!), but I’m done with saying #sorry(notsorry).
Perfection is overrated. Starting a bullet journal this year has taught me to embrace the art of making mistakes. Nothing is ever going to be perfect so get over the slip-ups and get on with your goals.
Be kind. It’s no secret there’s a tonne of sh*tty people out there, just turn on the telly. But that’s not to say the person you had a bit of an argy bargy with on the peak hour train this morning isn’t dealing with their own internal bullsh*t.
Be mindful of your words. Articulating my feelings has always been a struggle because I get a bit lost in my own jumbled thoughts. But understanding the power of language and words mean awareness of how they may affect other people. I always default on making a joke in a difficult situation but have now realised how hurtful they can be, especially in a tense situation.
Honesty is almost always the best policy. This one is easy because I’m such a bad liar. The worst feeling I felt this year was when I was caught out in a lie. Good intentions, bad outcome.
Life is short. A family friend I grew up across the road with passed away this year. It all happened really quickly and all I remember feeling was the regret of not having been a better person towards them. Death is inevitable, it’s not something you can anticipate because sh*t happens and people go. It sucks.