New Year Same Circus: Why January Resolutions Never Stick

You ever notice how January shows up every year like an overconfident personal trainer who’s never met you but is somehow convinced you’re about to become a whole new woman? Like, calm down, Brenda. I just survived December, which is basically The Hunger Games but with relatives and pastry.Everywhere you look, it’s “New Year, New Me!”Sweetheart, I’m still trying to find the Me from 2017. The one who slept eight hours, had opinions, and didn’t get winded walking up the stairs with a load of laundry.And then February rolls around, Valentine’s Day season, where we all pretend to be thriving romantically, emotionally, spiritually… meanwhile half of us are googling “Is it normal to resent everyone in my house?” while eating chocolate we bought for ourselves.This is the time of year when society screams:“FIX YOUR LIFE! IMPROVE YOURSELF! REINVENT EVERYTHING!”And I’m sitting here like, babe, I’m just trying not to scream into a pillow at 3 PM.It’s wild, somehow the coldest, darkest, most miserable months of the year are the ones where we’re supposed to glow-up, level-up, boss-up, shut-up, sit-up…Girl, I can barely stand up.Everyone else seems so put together, the vision boards, the color-coded planners, the “discipline era” declarations, and...