A Very Special New Year's Resolution for 2023
This post contains lethal doses of sarcasm if read irresponsibly.
New Year’s resolutions have been arguably the most prevalent and sourest tradition amongst personal growth obsessives for as long as I’ve been alive. Things will change, people will commit and rage-quit promises to themselves, a bunch of posts cycle in and out, people’s physiques will either continue to disintegrate hideously amidst the winter shiver while others will somehow only become shinier and more chiseled. But resolutions are still resolutions.
There is always a great deal to be made about this sordid display of half-hearted and oafish one-upmanship, though, these conversations aren’t much fun to have. You can try to suss out the specifics and authenticity of your friend’s or hate-follow’s personal uncanniness and broadcasted ruthlessness, and even the more general mystification and unreality that settles over people if or when they fulfill their New Year’s resolution.
Whatever affects these arbitrary self-improvement posts prove to be in the long term, this annual ritual remains singular, both because of its widespread participation and because of how public and obnoxious it remains throughout.
With all this said, my 2023 promise to myself is I will only instigate IRL conversations with, “I think the Mets are gonna take it all the way this year.”