I had this belief that my problems might improve in 2022 but I feel like that scene in Princess Mononoke where the forest spirit brings Ashitaka back to life yet he finds his cursed arm still there. For me, my mental illness/mild psychosis is no better despite surviving 2021. 1 more hour here till 2022. But it’s a bit better than expected. The entire 2021 felt like me waking up to relive the same thing every day, running in place, without any progress. In Hawaii most people seem nice but when I went to visit my friend at her group home, the residents mostly looked overweight and subservient and it felt like the mental health system here in Hawaii was repressive for them. My friend says she lives in fear of her case manager and there is a big divide between the rich and poor. My cousins are mostly working and in relationships and sometimes when I see their online posts, I wish I could have lunch with them and be in a relationship… though at this point I sometimes feel like there might be more at stake than my personal life. My dogs had roast meat for nye and are feeling really content now and there’s less fireworks going off today due to rain. I held on to the belief that 2022 will be bad but I hope my friend leaving will be a smooth transition