Letters to the years
Jan. 3rd, 2004 11:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vaneramosCross-posted to a 100words email group:
Dear 2003, I discovered important things about myself during you. In recovering from surgery I noticed my unusual resilience. I enjoyed my friends more than ever before. I found LiveJournal. I found 100words. I reawakened my love of photography. I began identifying as polyamorous. I met Danny and fell in love for the first time in years. For the first time ever, I did it cautiously. In November I wrote my first complete draft of a novel. Despite all these positive things, I ended you feeling insecure as ever. I didn't find work. I think I have a social phobia.
Dear 2004, after one of the best years of my life, why do I fear you so much? It would be nice to think all I have to do is get a steady income and everything will be fine. The truth is I have always been afraid, and was far more miserable in the years I was working. I'm beginning to realize that insecurity will never go away. I have to learn to live and be happy in spite of it. December 31, could you send me a little message to reassure me I will make some progress this year?
Dear 2003, I discovered important things about myself during you. In recovering from surgery I noticed my unusual resilience. I enjoyed my friends more than ever before. I found LiveJournal. I found 100words. I reawakened my love of photography. I began identifying as polyamorous. I met Danny and fell in love for the first time in years. For the first time ever, I did it cautiously. In November I wrote my first complete draft of a novel. Despite all these positive things, I ended you feeling insecure as ever. I didn't find work. I think I have a social phobia.
Dear 2004, after one of the best years of my life, why do I fear you so much? It would be nice to think all I have to do is get a steady income and everything will be fine. The truth is I have always been afraid, and was far more miserable in the years I was working. I'm beginning to realize that insecurity will never go away. I have to learn to live and be happy in spite of it. December 31, could you send me a little message to reassure me I will make some progress this year?
