This has been a shit year for me. I lost one of my oldest friends this year, right on my birthday. It was almost six months ago to the day, and although I would normally be posting some stupid shit about World Dictator Day today, I just don’t have it in me. 

Christmas is no better. For someone with PTSD and its associated depression and anxiety, losing someone you considered a constant in your life isn’t easy. I picked up a skate deck from my favourite band as my christmas present to myself, and the person I would have first shared that news with was gone.  Hopefully the new year will feel like a fresh start.

At least my debts are being knocked down to more sensible levels and I am working on some art project collaborations with a few different people next year, so I am definitely looking toward those as being a good change for me.

And if you do feel depressed or anxious, do talk to someone, as the first step in getting out of a hole is to stop digging!