Dear 2022, Don’t let the door hit you

Dear 2022,

Don’t let the door hit you on the way out. I mean it. I’m getting a stomach ache just thinking about it. This year has been a really tough one for many of us — and tell me if I’m exaggerating — but it was a big pile of poop. I mean, I want to send this year out of here on a rocket to outer space. For me, it was the worst year ever. This article is not going to be in my normally cheerful (yet sometimes complaining) style. This article is going to be a bit edgy. I’ve had enough of this year and I don’t mind putting it in writing.

The only problem is that it’s hard to write about a year that I don’t want to give any further attention to. But maybe writing an article about it, and publicly shaming this year will help me feel better having exacted revenge. And then I think, is there any point then? This is what this year and the circumstances it has presented me with have done to me. I hate it, and I don’t want to talk about it, but I do want to talk about it.

It all started on January 1st, 2022 when I thought that this New Year would be the year I got things moving and experienced even more success in business than I did the year before.

It didn’t happen.

Some of us might want to ask “how come?” or “why not?” and I don’t think I have a good answer for these questions; at least not one that is satisfactory. It was just a crappy year despite any efforts I did make, and that’s all there is to it.