I hate putting 2014 because my childhood cat had to be put to sleep that year, and I wasn't even prepared for it, so it made me miserable for months, nonstop. (She was like a sick persons therapy dog to me, she was my bff)
I had a gut feeling something was wrong, because she was sleeping with her face first into my pillow.
She had liver failure and the toxic levels in her liver were triple what they should be.
But months after that things got better and I was really finding myself and was happy af, the summer of '14 i started dating my boyfriend.
I left a crappy boyfriend of 2 yrs in May and I felt free and happy as ever so I was always feeling myself.
I was also really tan, tiny, and full of energy.