Overcoming
Confident
Only hours away from 2017. For almost a decade now, I imagined how this night was going to feel, and now it's here. This year is the scheduled release date. 2017 has signified something terrible for me for years now. Fear. Panic attacks. Depression. It is rough tonight. People are celebrating and sending "Happy NY" messages, and I'm over here wondering if I will have a meltdown the first time I have to write the date on anything in the new year. Screw 2017! This sucks. I don't mean to sound like a blubber box, but this is really hard for me.