2017 simultaneously saw the best and worst iterations of me.
It saw me navigate through new and old cities alike – New
York City, Boston, New Orleans, Denver, San Diego, San Francisco. It saw me
feel brave
It saw me make new friends and become even closer to old
friends. It saw me truly appreciate their love, care, warmth, laughter,
support, acceptance
It saw me crumble into tears in the middle of an Au Bon
Pain while my brother handed me napkins and a stranger averted his gaze and my
mother sat by my father’s hospital bed four floors above us. It saw me afraid
It saw me pass my comprehensive exam and receive two fellowships.
It saw me publish a paper. It saw me present my work at conferences and meet
the big names in my field
2017 saw me go on first dates, perhaps too many of them, stomach
in knots every time. It saw me learn to not reduce myself to my physical appearance. It saw
me search desperately for love, and then suddenly, to not want it at all
It saw me realize that I didn’t need anyone, but that
this does not mean I never need anyone
It saw me learn to put myself first, to learn that doing so
does not make me unkind. It saw me find out that not everyone can be trusted.
It saw me look at the world more sadly but less naively
It saw me grow up
It saw me keep secrets, and to feel lonely with these
secrets
It saw me call my brother crying in broad daylight. It
saw me find out the hard way that sometimes shitty things happen that no one
could have predicted and no one can be blamed. It saw me accept. It saw me move
on
2017 leaves me with a heavy heart, but a resilient one.
The only way out is through, and we made it through
another year. Let’s go, 2018.