Last night I stayed in and cuddled with my pup. I opened my 2019 planner and filled out all the prompts with my hopes, dreams and aspirations. I made a healthy dinner and drank some tea. I took a candlelight, lavender epsom salt bath, wrote in my journal and was in bed before 10pm. I used to care a lot about going out on New Years... finding the right outfit. Stocking up on booze and party favors (if you know what I mean). I used to care about seeing “everyone” and that I was going to be at the “right” party. I’d wake up New Year’s Day and say, “New year resolutions start Jan 3rd!” Because I needed at least two days to recover. The transition from that Arielle to the Arielle I am now was not smooth.. At first letting go of drinking and partying brought me to a place of intense social anxiety. I became overly worried about the fact that some people may no longer consider me “cool” because I opted for water instead of vodka.. honestly, it was about two years of one foot in the door and t...