It's been an ongoing tradition of mine to write an end of year letter to myself. So in the spirit of keeping traditions alive, here is my 2011-12 one. Dear 2011, You have been quite a journey. I know with me graduating uni and what not, I had extremely high hopes for the year. I can't say I've been disappointed or overjoyed…but instead, it has been rather okay? I'm at a content/happy medium. Life could get worse and life will get better than this. You started off dealing me with nothing but tears. I used to lie in my bed most nights crying and feeling ridiculously alone. I loathed living and everyday blurred into one massive blob. I was at the bottom of a low. It was hard work but I fought through that. I started pouring all my anger, frustration and helplessness into working out. There were days I'd just spend hours at the gym, never wanting to go home. But then of course, that soon spiralled out of control…but that's another story for another day. ...