At this time of year, I usually put up an image like this one, and wish everyone a Happy New Year.
However, 2022 doesn’t look too promising. There are still rumours of war in Ukraine and Taiwan, not to mention Covid-19 mutating into so many variants they will soon run out of letters of the Greek alphabet to name them with.
But there is always hope.
Hope that no war will happen.
Hope that Covid-19 will disappear.
Hope that extremist politics and fanatical religious zealots will become a bad memory.
So I am wishing everyone a Hopeful New Year instead.
The average American throws away 65 pounds of clothing per year. There is this constant urge for MORE and NEW where it just becomes an endless cycle of overconsumption. And with the age of social media & influencers, this trend isn’t leaving us anytime soon.
If I was younger in this generation, I’d be a complete mess. With items being just a click away & a saturated amount of photos & videos depicting these “so called perfect lives” at your finger tips, how isn’t this lifestyle affecting people’s wellbeing?
Sometimes I miss the 90’s because to me, the pre-digital age was simple. Children still went outside to play. Now parents have to monitor screen time. People’s lives were a bit more mysterious & your past didn’t follow you as easily.
The world of technology, although is quite convenient; it can also cause a burden in the comparison battle.