As soon as the clock strikes Midnight and I see the year changing. I get this surreal burst of sadness and emptiness. At the end of the year, I have a feeling of accomplishment.
Congrats, you survived, let's see if you can do it another year.
BOOM JANUARY - deal with it.
Reset button and swoosh you are at point zero again.
It sucks to have everything in front of you.
Right at the beginning, I feel hopeless, damaged, exhausted, and powerless.
Another fucking year I'll probably hate - let's go.