I know that I am not the only person that has been having a rough year. As somebody born on December 31, I always try to tell myself that next year is going to be significantly better than the last, and usually I’m right. Ever since I was younger, each year became more positive for me than the last. However, 2016 was different. I turned 21 on December 31, 2015 and thought that 2016 would be an incredible time. I was wrong. Since January 1st, anything that could go wrong for me did. From deaths of favorable celebrities and personal tragedies, I am just ready for the year to be over.
Not even a full month into 2016 we lost David Bowie and Alan Rickman, and from there the celebrity deaths just spiraled. We’ve lost Prince, Gene Wilder, and countless others. It just seems as though 2016 was the chosen year for everyone to pass away, and this is not just for celebrities either. Since this year has begun, I have had four close friends lose relatives themselves. Unfortunately when you have a year that is so full of tragedy, it’s difficult not to think about who could be next, considering a majority of these deaths have been unpredictable.
Since January, I have also faced some trouble. My health, both physical and mental has gone down the drain. Struggling with PCOS has gotten 10 times harder for me, and with my hormones off balance, my anxiety has been through the roof. I have been having more bad days than good days, and it seems as though with each month I just get more and more bad news about my disorder. I was never really one to think much about having children and a family in the future; I think about it so much more now knowing that this may be unrealistic for me. I never wanted to think about my reproductive parts as a ticking time bomb, but that’s just how it is. My parents want more grandchildren, which I believe they’re insane as they have ten already, but I can see their side of the coin. Of my siblings, I am the only one that hasn’t had any children, and they want to see that from me. Whether I can accomplish that is questionable, but at least I have other options. Good things can still happen here.
This election has also made for an incredibly frustrating year. Some friends and loved ones are huge fans of Donald Trump, which is fine, you’re allowed to have your political opinion, but so am I. I don’t understand how this man-child has gotten this far in the election, but it has proven to me just how uneducated our country is. To follow a man with zero political experience before his campaign and has horrible business ethics so blindly is ridiculous to me. Not to mention the terrible things he has said and done. I’m sorry ladies; Trump is not for women. He has proven himself to be sexist and just a plain pig many times. Crying that the election is rigged when it’s not going his way isn’t exactly professional either. From talking about what hand size means all the way to crying how Hillary is the puppet not him, he has shown his true colors more than once. No one wants to listen to it, though.
With one more month left in 2016, all I can say is that I need 2017 to be miraculously better than this one. I have done more crying this year alone than I ever have before, and I am ready to laugh instead.
