7 things I learnt in 2018

posted by leann December 29, 2018 0 comments
People swimming at Brighton Beach in SA

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.

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