January
The oldest sibling has had enough
The quintessential oldest sister of the calendar year has been getting the familiar parental bullshit: “You’re older than the others, January. You have to set a good example." Like any good rebel, January isn’t buying it.
“Don’t come at me with that. I’ll set what I want to set. To hell with what my example means for the other months. They have their own minds to make up, their own decisions to stand by. I’m not responsible for them. February is pining away for that unrequited love. (When will she realize she’s enough?)
March needs an intervention, her addiction disguised as some bizarre Irish appropriation thing. (But she’s the strongest of us all, straddling the ending and beginning seasons. She’s a warrior in the making, once she tames that dragon.) April is all push/pull, hot/cold, exhausting herself everyday. (But that’s where her creativity comes from; she’s all beauty and beginnings.) May, jealous of June and July, can’t see how cool he really is most of the time. (#hotnerd) June and July, those twins are full of themselves. Enough bravado already! (But they DO know what it means to be free.) August, overachieving much? Why is he sending his kids to school so early?? Calm the fuck down, love. (He would love to be your #goals guy, maybe give him the job.) September, our bringer of mystery, melancholy, and awe, she’s crisp and cool to your face but warm at heart. October, come ON, that guy made out with a llama at a goth rave the other night! If anyone needs goals, it’s him. (But seriously, he’s got style, and he can sell you anything, like fucking pumpkins! How did he even do that?) November is too busy trying to Instagram their life into one endless #blessed December! One word for Captain Doing Too Much: BOUNDARIES. So. Don’t come at me and expect me to solve all of that. I’m not here to be your do-over, I’m not the keeper of your yearnings and projections, and I’m not having it. The ways you try to contain your existence: you look at it sideways, you can’t quite see it, you have to corral it, manage it, goal-orient it. Here’s a goal for you: Let me be. Because just like the other months, The only goal I need is to realize that I’m pretty fucking awesome already. Just like you."
