Sure it sounds a little gruesome, but molting is all too parallel to people and the New Year. Animals that molt, like the snake, go through this painful process of shedding their old skin; scratched, worn, torn, and dirtied, all being replaced.
Contemplating on the fact that for the past four years I’ve been getting my hair cut on the last week of December, I’ve found it to be pretty symbolic, to say the very least. It’s the smallest gesture of “out with the old, in with the new,” and it honestly lightens up my whole being. It is in a way, similar to molting, or shedding something you’ve grown out of – or even grown tired of.
I believe that every year we leave behind many things – people, memories, mistakes, decisions – all of which have “scratched our skin,” giving us a considerable amount of scars to leave us thinking at the end of the year. But blessed are we for something more than a second chance. Every year we get a chance to do better, or stay the same, whichever we choose. But once you realize that you don’t fit in your old skin anymore and find it to be uncomfortable, you know that you can always shed your old skin.
If everyone else has given up on you, don’t jump on the bandwagon. You’re the only one who knows your pace. You’ll change when you will, and it will take time. It will be painful, but it will be worth it.