For 2022, manifesting to break down the walls keeping the light from shining in the darkness.

It is that time of the year when there is a new enthusiasm, new hopes, new promises in the air. I am very realistic when it comes to New Year Resolutions because why make promises you cannot keep. But one promise I consistently resolve every year is taking care of myself in whatever way I can, physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually.

Last year, I did not stay true to this as much as I should have. I let the negativity take over, and I am not entirely taking the blame because 2021 was one hell of a nightmare. I mean, what was even left to witness.

My overthinking shot up 10x in 2021, jumping to the worst possible conclusion became a matter of course, and simping on things I have absolutely no control over was what I spent probably a quarter of my year on.

In the thick of it all, I did gather some wisdom. As a person who overthinks, practically whatever there is to think, I realised that you create issues in your head that does not really exist. I am sorry, but your gut feeling is lying to you. You gotta chill with it. You need to manifest positivity, you need to tell yourself that you may have been hurt too many times, but this is not one of those times. And if it unfortunately is, what can you even do about it.

Even the people who love you the most can be there for you to an extent, but it’s not on them to calm your insecurities or treat your mind that’s repeatedly telling you that something is wrong when there actually isn’t.

It’s on you how you deal with your shit because people have their own shit to deal with.

Nothing is real, as long as it does not happen. And when it happens, it may not even be as bad as you build it up in your mind. For 2022, manifesting to break down the walls keeping the light from shining in the darkness.

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