I’ve decided that New Year’s resolutions are just so 2015.
Ambition Key On Keyboard Meaning Target Aim Or Goal
Have you noticed how women often link theirs to self-improvement rather than ambition? How we focus on the stuff we don’t do well?
Probably because we are continually reminded that we are not perfect.
And I’m the worst offender. The resolutions of my past have always reeked of what I can only describe as pathetic girliness; and I’m a feminist. They’ve been centred around how I can become a better mother, a better wife or how I can shape and improve myself mentally and physically into something I’m frankly never going to be.
They’re not true-to-myself, badass, ego-fuelled, man goals.
The majority of men don’t see the need to self-improve, which is why we continually have to remind them. They don’t settle for wishy-washy, politically correct personal goals for the sake of popularity and fitting in. Men put themselves first. They are aware of their strengths. When they go into a work review, they always ask for a raise. Most women don’t ask for a rise; they wait for it to come to them and they can wait a long time.
I’m not going to be that woman this year.
This year I’m going to take the old man’s lead and be proactive about me. I’m going to focus on selfish goals instead of putting myself last place in the family and career hierarchy, and I will force myself to eat kale patties as punishment if I ever hear myself apologising or marginalising my value or opinion again.
Because in the words of L’Oreal, ‘I’m worth it.’
We’re all worth it, ladies. We just need to make sure everyone else gets that. And I don’t need to set my goals down in stone because I am the only judge of any importance. These ideas that I have for this year have been exploding in my brain for a while now, desperate to be implemented; yet so easily thwarted by excuses when you’re a professional procrastinator like me. They are ambitious and tangible personal achievements that are unrelated to those defects of my personality or genetics that I have blamed for my failures in the past, yet can’t change.
I’ve wasted too much of my life focusing on what I can’t do and what I haven’t got, but this year will be about focusing on my strengths. 2016 is about not compromising myself anymore, not defining myself by what others expect of me, nor allowing my innate lack of confidence to sap at my powers.
This year will be about discipline, focus, taking those risks that I’ve benched for too long and seizing the fucking day.
I’m gonna be a BITCH this year. This will be the year where I nail every fucking goal and then some that I haven’t even thought of yet.
‘Clear eyes, full hearts, can’t lose!’ (Coach Taylor)
And I will start right now by going back to bed for my first strategy session.