Life Goals For 2025!

The New Year, New Me phase isn’t a great fit for me since it took me a lot of years to accept myself as I am, but there’s some work that still needs to be done. The reason I say aimed goal, not just goals, is because it’s what I aim for since I know that life will have the final say. I will do another post with my reading since that’s a whole other list. Something unrelated, but this thought has been on my mind, is that I wish apartments were pet-friendly since they have many benefits for humans and animals in the shelters waiting for their forever families and homes alike. Still, laws are what they are, even if there’s a need for a change, in my opinion. Anyway, back to my blogging and personal plans.

•  Taking care of pain mentally and physically.

I’m a pro at ignoring my pain, especially the physical kind, because, for years, I believed I deserved it, and it was the way to feel alive. While this is the first time I have clearly expressed my thoughts on it, I guess this is a way forward. Take a human tip from a human; bottling things up physically or mentally doesn’t help anyone.

• Trying to care less about being judged and judge less.

We live in a society that is based on opinions and views since all of us have them. Something I thought of while I was out with my sister was that, until about last year, I would avoid eating out often, leading to not going out altogether for the simple reason that things are inaccessible, so I would need help with, example eating, However, adults more than kids constantly stare like it’s something out of this world and it bothered me a lot. I’m learning that it doesn’t matter as long as I’m enjoying the company around me.

• Be less of a perfectionist.

This might be the most challenging goal for me since it is a character trait. The issue isn’t the perfectionism but that I beat myself up when things don’t come out as I planned.

• Be kind to myself too.

Here is an image for you: you baked a cake but gave it all away, so you have no clue how it really tastes. We give and give, and then when it’s time for ourselves, there’s nothing in the tank. On top of that, we get mad at ourselves for feeling this way.

This post is longer and takes more time than I thought it would, so I am doing my blog plans/goals in another post. Nonetheless, I would like your thoughts on what I said here. Is it as realistic a view as I think it is?

Alex