If you’ve spent any amount of time on social media over the last week, you’ve probably seen them. Many of them. You know what I’m talking about – the New Year’s resolutions posts. From your friends on Facebook, your favourite bloggers on their websites and Twitter, or on sites like Buzzfeed and Cosmo with guilt-inducing articles titled something like “the New Year’s resolution we should all be keeping” (on further research, Stylist have come out with this post); they are inescapable. (And along with the multitude of “New Year, new me” people come the “New Year, new me, bullshit” cynics, invariable and just as inescapable.)
New Year’s resolutions are great. It’s a wonderful thing to have goals and aspirations, hopes for the year and targets to aim for. These things give you drive and motivation to get stuff done, to go places and see things and work hard. It’s a good thing to share these, if you want to. It can keep you accountable, to know that there are people out there who know what you want to achieve and will possibly (probably) know if and when you achieve them.
Or if you don’t. And it’s for this reason that I won’t share my resolutions, if that’s what they can be called. I, like, everyone else, have hopes for my year. I have things I want to achieve, big and small. There are things I would like to stop, things I would like to start, and things I would like to continue doing. But I’m not going to share any of them with other people. I don’t want to create strong, solid goals to reach for. It may work for other people, but I find it restricting, and scary. If I share them with other people, there will be people who know when I have failed, if I fail. Hang on a second,’fail’ isn’t a healthy word to use. If I don’t accomplish my loose goals within the year, what does it matter? But of course, it does, if there are people who know. (It shouldn’t, but it does.)
So, while I have hopes for my 2017, I will be keeping them close to my chest. That way, if I don’t achieve the vague goals that I
may or may not have set myself, no-one will know but me (and probably my bullet journal, because I record my entire life in it). I don’t want to feel guilty for maybe not doing something that I had hoped to do but just didn’t find the time for, or couldn’t manage in a year, or didn’t see as a priority after a few months. I want to share my successes and failures as I see fit, and if I feel comfortable to do so.
I wish everyone the best of luck with their resolutions, secret or not secret, and extend my very best wishes for you all for 2017! It’s already shaping up to be an exciting year for me, with a trip to Malaysia and Brunei for Chinese New Year coming up in the next couple of weeks, and an even more exciting (but currently semi-secret) displacement on the horizon.