I don’t really want to recap 2011, because it was a really terrible year. It was filled with self-doubt, emotional abuse, the loss of many people from my life. It was just downright terrible.
I spent my New Years weekend with the best friend a girl could ask for. We watched terrible movies, ate desserts, and of course got a little messy on the big night. 65 dollar open bars are a terrible idea. Really. But I got at least half a dozen new year’s kisses from friends, acquaintances, and total strangers.
And they all meant a hell of a lot more to me than how I spent midnight last year. Lying in the arms of a man who would never love me, revealing secrets that he would eventually use against me.
So here’s to 2012. It’s gonna be a good one.
