yeah,
i fonted it.
a bitch.
you made my life really uncomfortable,
but as much id like to throw hands before you exit,
i think it was for the best.
when i first entered you…

I was sort of naive.

i was holding on to optimistic endings and forbidden fantasies with a wolf out of reach.
as i got deeper into you,
i realized that none of those things and ideas would come to fruition or even matter.
i will say that therapy really helped me to deal with your stupid ass.
learning to say goodbye and accept things the way they are was true growth for me.
jamari fox can proudly font that he grew a lot while being in you.
i don’t feel like the person i was.
i started to become the fox that i needed to be.

sadly,
there are people i really fucked with that are gone.
they left because i accepted they are trash.
there is a new and improved rona i’ve been trying to dodge.
it is determined to ruin our social lives.
money is “eh” but i learned to save and budget over the years.
when the going gets tough,
jamari knows to buckle down until i’m back on my feet again.
my depression and anxiety started out really bad but have leveled out.
i accept when i’m dealing then try to pretend everything is good.
last but not least,
the foxhole made moves.
i’ve been getting out there and continuing to grow out there.

So I guess this is…
Thank you?

thank you for making this year the most uncomfortable for me to evolve in.
i’m not perfect by any means,
but i’m definitely not who i was when we first met.
i’m hoping 222 is the year of blessings and success in all areas in my life,
but you and 2020 taught me that ya’ll love to fuck up plans and create confusion.
“hold my beer” has been the slogan for this new decade.

So I’m just big chillin’ with no expectations,
but I do hope 222 is a much better experience due to the growth of being with you.

anyway,
 BYE.

happy new years to the entire foxhole and may your 222 be a blessed one!