
Bella didn’t expect you here either.
It’s 29 December.
A Monday.
And somehow… you’re in your inbox.
First of all, why.
Second of all, I hope this is accidental.
This is not a wrap. Spotify’s already done that. LinkedIn’s doing laps with theirs (cringe). You do not need a platform to summarise your year for you. You know how 2025 went.
Some parts were brilliant. Some parts were… character-building. A few bits you’d rather not revisit without snacks and therapy. Same. That’s called being alive. Everyoneee had rough patches. They just posted the highlight reel instead.
So no, you don’t need an app to tell you whether you “thrived.” You showed up. You learnt things. You probably surprised yourself at least once. That frikkin’ counts.
I feel wildly grateful for the chance to live a year full of work, laughter, mistakes, celebrations, tears, wins, and very strong opinions. And I’m equally grateful for a few quiet days where no one (mostly) needs anything from me. I hope you’re getting that too. Or at least pretending to.
2026 isn’t going to arrive with magic potions and instant wisdom. But you’re going into it a little sharper, a little braver, and definitely not alone (can’t thank you enough for reading this!).
Now please close this tab.
Go rest.
I’ll see you next year.
M.
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xx
Manuja
Not for everyone. Never was.

