Well, here we are, 2012 is very nearly at an end, and as far as I’m concerned, it can’t be over and done with fast enough. The simple fact is this has been quite a bad year for me.

I seem to have spent so much of it feeling down and depressed, and failing most of the times I’ve tried to do things to improve my mood. My art has suffered greatly this year, I have accomplished so little, have so many commissions waiting to get done, and have got nowhere closer to finishing House of Lazarus #4, all of which hang heavily on my conscience. As the year has gone on, I feel like I’ve drifted away from and fallen out of touch with various friends, something I regret and which I feel probably contributed to my regular bouts of loneliness. Being single this whole year, with very few prospects, probably didn’t help with that either.

To be fair, this year hasn’t been all bad. There have been good times here and there. What little art I have produced has been good, I like to think. I have made some very good supportive friends. But overall, the bad has far outweighed the good this year.

And the bad has been with me right up till the end of the year. I got to spend December worrying and stressing about money, as I had far less than I’ve had in previous years in the run up to Christmas. To top it all off, I have been ill for the past few weeks. It started with a cold, which led to a bad cough that kept getting worse until a trip to the doctor led to the discovery I actually had a chest infection. I’m currently taking antibiotics and waiting for it to clear up.

Oh well, finishing a crappy year feeling crappy... seems sort of appropriate.

Yet, despite everything, I have not slipped back into depression, I have a degree of optimism. Tomorrow is not just another day, but a whole new year. A good opportunity to make a fresh start on getting my life back on track, to try and put the all the crap behind me and move on.

So, goodbye 2012, and good riddance.