Mental health is everything. I tended to mine in 2018 and worked through trauma that has been holding me back for decades, mostly by writing about it, which killed the proverbial two birds. Writing about the hard stuff, the painful stuff, is the only writing worth doing when you are blocked and scared to write at all. I’m not scared anymore, and my head is mostly clear and free from the running loop of bad memories and insecurities that once interfered with everything I attempted to do.
Get your head sorted, and good art will follow. That’s all I’ve got as I gently ease myself into a new year that feels more hopeful than all the previous ones.