2015 ended shitty, and 2016 sucked big hairy satyr balls on so many levels—all but one. I am grateful 2016 brought me this one gift, the one that shines bright on my life today.
In 2016 I lost my mom, who I was very close to. I finalized my divorce, which was a good thing in itself but also the proof that no matter how much you try, relationships won’t work if you’re not two to try hard, and no matter how much you give of yourself, people will find a way to hurt you. My oldest son could not go back to school in September, and I had to run around like a headless chicken all summer, wondering what to do to homeschool him successfully.
At the same time, I discovered a lot of things about myself, my autism, my multipotentiality, my giftedness, and how they all merge to make me twice exceptional (2e).
My goals for 2017 are:
- take care of the people I love,
- take care of myself,
- learn how to say “no”,
- commit to make our home a place of peace and quiet,
- be creative.
I am hoping that all my energy won’t go into surviving this year. I have a shit ton of projects that need my attention.