Goodbye 2015
I woke on January 1 st 2015 in a hotel room in Boracay, Philippines. I don’t remember much from that day, but I know I have hopes for that year. I always do. Little did I know 2015 would be the worst and most challenging year of my 26 years of life. Going back to work after missing a whole week Right about now, you’re thinking “Oh c’mon Muriel. It can’t be that bad. And if it is, some people have it worse than you. So stop whining”. To those people, I give you my right middle finger. Here’s the left one too. Everything is relative and nothing should hinder people to admit to what they are feeling. My feelings are legit whether you care about it or not. OK. So I got a little carried away there. Let’s just take a look back on why 2015 is one of the worst years of my life. 1. Health This year I found out that I have eczema. For those of you fortunate enough to not know about this, eczema is a medical condition in which patches of skin become r