I love Christmas, but there’s also something about this time of year that has definitely made me feel weird, too? When I log-on to instagram my feed is full of parties, fun festivities filling everyone’s weeks in the run up to a new year. And I find myself, every single year, questioning why I don’t have the energy for that. That why when I love this season so much, does it take every bit of energy I have just to exist? I don’t have much to share because I’m not doing much, and I don’t have the desire to either. And I think that’s the nature of social media, it can sometimes force you to reflect or at worst, compare. But I think I’m realising that my need to take this time to recharge, to not feel shiny or bountiful doesn’t have to be a reflection of my enjoyment. I’m just in hibernation mode and listening to what my mind and body is craving. And instead of fighting that, of seeing that as FOMO, or giving myself a hard time for relaxing at home, I’m seeing it as the necessity it is. And that actually it feels *good* for me. And all our ‘goods’ look different. So whether this time of year feels like wading through treacle, or is easy breezy. Stressful, or simple, just know your experience is unique to you - and whatever you need to do to embrace that is absolutely the right thing 🤍