You walked into 2020 hoping this would be the best year of your life. You hoped you would accomplish every single thing on your checklist. You hoped you would finally find a sense of happiness and peace and stability.You’re Allowed To Be Disappointed 2020 Isn’t What You Dreamed — Thought Catalog
You hoped this would be the best year (and decade) you have ever experienced. So it’s okay if you’re feeling off balance right now. It’s okay if you’re unsure what to think. It’s okay if you’re sick to your stomach with worry, if you’re unable to focus on simple tasks, if you’re scared or angry or disappointed.
Even though what’s going on in the world is so much bigger than any of us, even though it’s more important now than ever to care about the well-being of your family, friends, and strangers across the world you’ve never even met before, you’re still allowed to be disappointed about your own personal losses, no matter how small, no matter how silly, no matter how meaningless they may seem in the long-run.
You’re allowed to be disappointed about missing out on time spent with your friends or with your crush or with your forever person who lives far, far away.
You’re allowed to be disappointed about not getting to sit next to the person you’ve been flirting with in class anymore or not getting to celebrate your birthday with all of your friends or not getting to cross off every event listed on your calendar.
You’re allowed to be disappointed that you can’t go about your day like usual, that the things you usually take for granted have suddenly been taken away from you, that your world has been turned upside down and inconvenienced.
Even though things might be rough right now, there are going to be plenty of times in the future when you grab drinks with friends again, when you can get in shape at the gym again, when you can make-out with your crush again. When all this is over, you can make up for lost time. You can really live without holding yourself back, without any restraints.
Article written by Holly Riordan, author of “Severe(d): A Creepy Poetry Collection“.