A new year's resolution is a funny thing. Each year we might decide that specifically January 1st is the perfect day to start that journey to shed a few pounds. It also might be the perfect day to join a dating app, to reach out to old friends, to find a new hobby or to take up that language you always wanted to learn. But then, that memory starts to kick in, the memory that you promised you would do this last year too, and the year before that, but you never did. New year, a time meant for hope and promise, can sometimes be overshadowed by what we see as the anniversary of our failed promises from the year before, and the day which we decide that we must drastically do things differently to be happy, must drastically become a ‘new me’.