Here we are, coming to the end of another year. 2021 was my year. I have never felt fitter or healthier, although I did cry a lot.

2022 was a year where I also cried a lot, but I also ate a lot and moved less. I am glad this year is over and done with. Doom and gloom all around. I would say I am looking forward to 2023, but I cannot sense it getting any better. I am overtired and overwhelmed.

I’ve found 2022 has made me limit my social interactions with people, those who are my “friends” yet wouldn’t speak to me or hang out with me if we weren’t at a special event together. I feel like the older I get my circle gets smaller but the quality higher. I want 2023 to be a year where I can put myself first more, get outside more and just spend time with the people I love. Sometimes we forget we don’t need it all, we just need enough.

We have some wonderful events next year including just the five weddings and I am sure plenty of baby news. Although they are lovely things it still puts pressure on us for money and our time. We want a break to enjoy but juggling the above plus hen and stag dos does limit our options and window of opportunity.

We know the end of the year equals plans for the following year – resolutions of losing weight and saving money. Just remember you don’t need to lose that Christmas weight you have put on. And if you can’t save money because you have other exciting things going on then that is okay as well.

'Good luck for 2023, I wish you nothing but the best. Apart from those who use laughing emojis on stories of asylum seekers dying, I wish you the worst!'

There will be people who look to be having an amazing life on Instagram – holidays, weddings, babies, weight loss. I know people who have all this and more but it doesn’t mean they are any happier than you. Just because they can afford an expensive trip abroad doesn’t mean they have the support they need from their partner. Their weight loss may be down to stress or trauma. Nothing is always as it seems.

I do aim to move more, and although its gloomy, dark and bleak outside never underestimate how much better you will feel after getting some fresh air.

I want to read more, cook more, smile more. I hope to volunteer, to use my phone less and to do or learn something new.

For some people going into another year can be a difficult time. A first year or another year not having the person you love with you. People may be worried what the next year brings after the Christmas buzz has worn off. Or for those who had a bad Christmas and can’t see things getting better.

One thing is for certain. I am going to put less pressure on myself, and I hope you do the same.

Good luck for 2023, I wish you nothing but the best. Apart from those who use laughing emojis on stories of asylum seekers dying, I wish you the worst!

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