So it's the end of the year and lots of you are doing that goofy thing where you think about the past 11.9 months and who you were and who you wanted to be and what you did and what you didn't do.
I am here to remind you that you are just fine. Forget about the old high school friend who lost weight or the woman next door who got a huge holiday bonus or that neighbor of your mom's who just married a movie star. They ain't you.
As many of you know this has not been a pretty or an easy year for me but I'm already over it—2013 can pretty much kiss my rear end. Bring on today, tomorrow and the next day and all those people who had it better or richer or more fun or more anything than me—awesome! I hope you keep rocking it.
We are bombarded with so much crap, oh screw that, it's shit—plain and simple. Shit like this is how we are supposed to look or where we are supposed to live or what we are supposed to be doing. I'm here to tell you that we are all individuals and that we are all unique and that the little factory in the sky that made us had some bad days and good days when they were putting on our legs and arms and giving us our personalities and everything else we call us.
This is good news for everyone who keeps comparing themselves to all the above-mentioned people. Just think—there is no one like you in the entire world. Ya-who! This means whatever you did or didn't do or where you didn't go or accomplish or wear or eat or fly—it's all okay.
You need to celebrate that. Forget about the damn diet or the list of goals you are writing out for 2014 or the silly notion that just because the 3 on the year turns to a 4 a magic frog is going to leap about and poop a pile of gold on your doorstep. You are the gold baby.
Now walk over to the mirror and kiss yourself because you are freaking amazing!