This week I have seen a number of posts from people celebrating their personal wins for the year so far. I know I have made similar highlight-type posts in time gone by about my personal achievements for a given period. Due to personal circumstances, it hit me this time around that it’s ok if you can’t pick out anything in particular to show for any given amount of time.
I have spent much of this year just trying to stay afloat. It’s hard in the like-frenzy social-media world of 2018 not to feel like you are constantly missing out on something, or failing to “live your best life”. I suffer from both FOMO (fear of missing out) and FOTP (fear of taking part).
To be honest, I’m just glad I am here. I’ve had a couple of real mental health dips this year.
I guess my point is that time is a construct of man, that you don’t have to compare yourself to anyone else and you have achieved enough just by being here and being yourself.
In the words of the world’s worst Prince cover band “Nothing else matters”.
In the words of vegetarian gammon, Morrissey, “it’s a miracle I even made it this far”.
In the words of the man I wish would be my best friend Matt Haig – “When anger trawls the internet, Looking for a hook; It’s time to disconnect, And go and read a book.”