Last year I picked the word ‘Consistency’ as my word of the year, with a vision board and everything. While I did do more things more consistently, there was still some things that I didn’t follow through on.

I was talking to my counsellor about this, about how I find things difficult to follow through on for various reasons, and she mentioned the word commitment. That struck me. Having chronic illness means I can’t hold myself to a strict schedule, but I can commit to things, and then work as needed/possible to get things done. Commitment requires intention, and saying yes and no. This year I want to say yes and follow through, and say no and follow through.

So: commitment.

I used to think that I worked better under pressure. What I actually think now is that I needed a certain amount of pressure to quiet the anxiety, rush through everything without overthinking it, and get things done well enough.