reflections — 2020

I think I speak for the majority when I say thank god that 2020 has ended. 2020 was filled with such craziness; I sometimes think how on earth was that year real?

I’m sat here reflecting on another year that passed by us too quickly, and what can I say? 2020 was such a whirlwind of emotions.

It’s been such a crazy rollercoaster of a year, and I feel like I need a whole year to heal from the stress of 2020. I went through things I didn’t even think I’d ever experience during this year, and although I went through so much this year, I feel like I’ve come on top.

Whenever a year ends, I tend to sit and think about everything I didn’t achieve. I had such high hopes for 2020, I thought it would be the year that I find myself, I achieve all these goals I had planned in my head but this year showed me — We plan, and Allah plans and Allah is the best of planners.

2020 was a year that was difficult for many, including me; I’m not shy to admit that this year practically destroyed my mental health. The start of the year, my mental health was at it’s lowest. If only you knew how mentally and physically exhausted I was, all I did was cry. But here I am a year later feeling grateful and blessed to be here. I ended the year a lot happier than when I started, and for me, that’s progress.

Sitting here and reflecting on the year is bittersweet, I’ve lost a lot, but I’ve gained a lot too. I’ve learnt so much, I’ve laughed, and I’ve cried (a lot more). As the year has ended, I’m sat here thinking the biggest lesson I’ve learnt in 2020 was not be too harsh on myself, that although all I’ve done this year was survive. It’s okay to take my time.

I want to wrap this up by saying I pray that 2021 is a year that we all can heal from the traumas of 2020. Not only that, I hope it’s a year that I’m able to truly heal, flourish and become the best version of myself.

I wish nothing but happieness and blessings for everyone, Inshallah.

Happy New Year!

24 from London.