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2020 in review: Growing pains
The year is drawing to a close, presumably because it finally ran out of ways to hurt and kill people and has nowhere else to go, though I fully expect it to wring every last tear it can from us all in its final few moments. They're going to do the New Year's ball drop and some celebrity you really like will die of COVID when the countdown is at 1, mark my words.
When browsing our tag for year in review posts, I noticed that I'd described 2019 as containing a "time vortex in which the year lasted at least three years, yet somehow still managed to blindside me with every "wait, it's time to do X already?" milestone." (Even better, I mentioned that in the context of also having experienced that in 2018, and having hoped 2019 would be better in that regard, but nope.) I also described 2019 as feeling like "2016 2: The Sequel."
Ahahahahaha.
Ahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
My God, where do we even start with 2020?
... With the music, I guess, since I guess picking a theme song for the year has become almost as much of a tradition for these posts as starting them with, "The year is drawing to a close." The smartass side of me feels like the most 2020 song is the heel version of Doink the Clown's theme or perhaps that old post I somehow can't find anymore (but you can probably use your imagination) where someone took the Mario Kart 64 versions of Toad's voice clips and set them to creepy haunted carnival music.
But no, our serious answer is Falconer's "Northwind", for reasons that will become apparent later.
So, yeah, 2020 was a rough one. News-wise, ( everything was on fire always. )
Anyway, all that, plus an election year, ( was not great for our mental health. )
... So that topic is kind of a bummer! ( At least there were some positive developments on the plurality front. )
Our expanded plural family has other benefits, too. ( Kurt came with this really cool castle, you see.... )
And... that was our 2020, I guess. My New Year's resolution is... I guess... continue the process of hopefully someday getting my shit together. Allowing myself more slack and less self-loathing when I reach my or even our system's limitations, but still doing what we can to further the process of getting those limitations addressed. Quit being mad at myself for the things I can't do right with this undiagnosed untreated unmedicated and uncontrollable whatever-it-is, but keep calling doctors and self-advocating and generally trying to get it diagnosed and treated and medicated and controlled, in other words.
In conclusion, thank you for being there for us, for being patient with us, for reading this whole fucking novel of a post (assuming you actually did, which, if not, I completely understand.) Hopefully 2021 will be be about putting out the fires, putting the pieces back together, and just... healing, both for the world and for ourselves and our mental health.
Carry me safe ashore, as you did our brethren of yore....
When browsing our tag for year in review posts, I noticed that I'd described 2019 as containing a "time vortex in which the year lasted at least three years, yet somehow still managed to blindside me with every "wait, it's time to do X already?" milestone." (Even better, I mentioned that in the context of also having experienced that in 2018, and having hoped 2019 would be better in that regard, but nope.) I also described 2019 as feeling like "2016 2: The Sequel."
Ahahahahaha.
Ahahahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
My God, where do we even start with 2020?
... With the music, I guess, since I guess picking a theme song for the year has become almost as much of a tradition for these posts as starting them with, "The year is drawing to a close." The smartass side of me feels like the most 2020 song is the heel version of Doink the Clown's theme or perhaps that old post I somehow can't find anymore (but you can probably use your imagination) where someone took the Mario Kart 64 versions of Toad's voice clips and set them to creepy haunted carnival music.
But no, our serious answer is Falconer's "Northwind", for reasons that will become apparent later.
So, yeah, 2020 was a rough one. News-wise, ( everything was on fire always. )
Anyway, all that, plus an election year, ( was not great for our mental health. )
... So that topic is kind of a bummer! ( At least there were some positive developments on the plurality front. )
Our expanded plural family has other benefits, too. ( Kurt came with this really cool castle, you see.... )
And... that was our 2020, I guess. My New Year's resolution is... I guess... continue the process of hopefully someday getting my shit together. Allowing myself more slack and less self-loathing when I reach my or even our system's limitations, but still doing what we can to further the process of getting those limitations addressed. Quit being mad at myself for the things I can't do right with this undiagnosed untreated unmedicated and uncontrollable whatever-it-is, but keep calling doctors and self-advocating and generally trying to get it diagnosed and treated and medicated and controlled, in other words.
In conclusion, thank you for being there for us, for being patient with us, for reading this whole fucking novel of a post (assuming you actually did, which, if not, I completely understand.) Hopefully 2021 will be be about putting out the fires, putting the pieces back together, and just... healing, both for the world and for ourselves and our mental health.
Carry me safe ashore, as you did our brethren of yore....