Hello world, welcome to your tape.
You’ve been a bitch this year, you’ve taken a lot, and at the end of it all what’s left for us, for me?
I mean, okay we were given a cool new Sabrina, a good Avengers, the sexiest version of Henry Cavill yet, Molly’s Game and the Greatest Showman to soothe my soul, and a pretty good Mary Poppins. Ciara released two masterpieces to make our bodies move, Troye Sivan and Ezra Miller made me fall in love again, and Aja created Brujeria – which might be the highlight of it all.
Still, personal idols released blend albums, I’ve seen less movies than any other year in my life, long story short: the world is going down hill – I mean France is making a fool of itself and Paris looks like a war zone, and political power over the world is turning so radical I can’t even process it.
On a personal level, I’ve been catfished and it fucked me up, more than I was already. I’ve been a bitch to nice guys because I didn’t know how to cope with my fears. I’ve spent another year working for people that depreciate my work and who I am, so much that I now feel like I’ve lost all creativity and have trouble creating.
So that’s it! I’m putting my foot down. It may be too late to save 2018, but I’m going to make 2019 the fiercest year of my life. After all, why not?
If this year taught me something, it’s that I have the power to take the wheel and decide for myself. Which may look obvious, but let me assure you it’s not.
In a few month I’ll be leaving my job, with absolutely no safety net right now, I’ll be taking care of everything I turned away from because I was scared to take care of them.
It’s time to grow-up, and fuck am I scared, but I’m also thrilled and excited. Because at the end of the day, I’ve created a family so strong, powerful and inspirational that no matter what happens my heart is guarded.