I’ve made my one resolution for 2026. I will have no resolutions
What’s the point?
I’m just going to break them in one week or one month or somewhere around May
when it begins to get L.A. weather lovely, and I just want to throw off all the burdens of winter and our crazy version of Spring and frolic on the beach and in the Pacific Ocean
I’m lying, I haven’t been to the beach in years except to look out over the sand and water
Resolutions are defined as “a firm decision to do or not do something”
image by antonio pedro ruiz
Okay, so I did come up with one:
lose weight—the perennial favorite of tens of millions of Americans including me
However, I’ve decided not to count that one because I’m either going to do it or not do it,
and why would I place myself in a situation where I will have to feel guilty later on about not keeping the resolution to lose weight
I could just resolve not to lose weight
Then, if I lose the weight, I will have broken my resolution, but I won’t feel bad because I lost the weight
Got that?
Maybe, that’s the trick
Resolve not to do anything, and then if you break your resolution and it’s about something positive, you won’t feel bad about it
You’ll have reached a goal through the back door, and all you did was break a meaningless promise to yourself
It’s a win-lose situation but at least win is in the equation
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You’ve heard the old saying about don’t make any promises you can’t keep, right?
Well, that’s applicable here
At this time of the year, we make this long list of promises/resolutions about the future with never fully grasping the level of difficulty inherent in keeping those promises
Hell, we could get sick with COVID-19 the day after we made the promise and be dead in a week afterward
Or we could find ourselves invited to a sibling’s or best friend’s wedding and realize that they’re serving the food you love and you just can’t help yourself
The smell of pernil and Arroz con gandules overwhelms you, and you eat until it hurts, and they have to carry you out of the wedding reception on a stretcher because you just didn’t have enough willpower to stick to your resolution to lose fifty pounds before your next birthday
Now, you’ve probably gained ten pounds
fifteen if you count the wedding cake and the other desserts that you stuffed down your greedy little mouth
Yeah, none of this is good for you
You make resolutions, promise you’re going to stop cursing at home and in public
M.F. has become my favorite word of all time, and I know it’s ugly, but it just slips out unconsciously
I know that on April 21, 2026, at approximately 7:30 p.m.
I’m going to get pissed off at some news item on CNN or MSNOW or some fool is going to make some stupid comment on my newsfeed about you know who and I’m going to M.F. them and the television set
Boy, am I old
and then I’ll feel a little guilty afterward, and I will swear to my dead mother and father that I will never use that filthy word ever again
I’m lying
So why even go through the charade of making resolutions or promises only to end up repeating the resolution or promise after feeling like shit
another word I need to get rid of,
and what does it get me?
No, it’s just more inner conflict, and I’ll have to explain to my therapist that I once again broke a promise that I knew I couldn’t or wouldn’t keep
Isn’t that the root of the issue?
It’s not just that we couldn’t keep it; we never really wanted to do it in the first place
We just went through the process because, well, that’s what we’ve been trained by tradition to do,
make resolutions we know in our hearts and mind, we’re never going to keep
It’s sort of like a game of cards played with a cheat
You know they’re a cheat They know you know they’re a cheat
But you still play the game, knowing how it’s going to turn out,
but in the back of your mind, you think you’re smarter than them and that you are under the delusion that you could still win even when you know the truth
Wait what? That doesn’t even make sense
But we still do it because we’ve fooled ourselves
Once again
We go through life having unrealistic expectations of ourselves instead of taking a moment to take stock of where we are in that moment and decided yes,
I can do that or no, I can’t do that
And if I can’t, then deciding
okay, what do I have to do to get where I want to go or what do I have to learn to do what I would like to do
image by antonio pedro ruiz
Look, I’ve always wanted to climb Mount Everest, but I know that's not going to happen at my age
unless I do a whole series of tasks that I just don’t have time for,
like you know, losing weight and maybe starting with a smaller mountain or hill before I decide to leap to the top of the world
Now, this doesn’t mean we shouldn’t dream big or make resolutions or promises to ourselves or others
It just means that before you go climbing to the top of the world, you take a realistic moment and figure out what will it take to get there
It’s just about maybe taking a few mountain climbing lessons
It’s about looking at your body and mind and asking yourself if you have the ganas, the balls
metaphorically speaking
to do what is necessary to do it
That’s why before you go all out and make that long list of resolutions to do this and to do that, you check yourself first.
Do you have the ganas, the inner strength, and determination to make it happen?
If you answer truthfully yes, then go for it.
If you answer no, decide if you got the ganas to find yourself some ganas.
Because life is always full of opportunities where ganas are necessary to make it through the day and life.
My life has been a rollercoaster of experiences, from The Bronx to Washington, D.C., to Hartford, Connecticut, and Los Angeles, California—first as a seminarian studying to become a priest, then as a local and national community organizer, a radio host and producer, a journalist and producer in both radio and television, a government bureaucrat, a youth mentor, and a small business consultant. Besides those roles, I’ve also tried my hand at being a jewelry vendor, a motorcycle courier, an airport shuttle driver, and a bartender in a German alpine-themed bar.
I am currently working on several writing projects, including a hybrid creative memoir about my time in Washington, D.C. This project serves as a personal and psychological exploration of addiction and trauma, offering an honest look at how someone can fall into a bottomless pit of despair, losing all judgment and moral clarity. Told through flashbacks, the memoir explores a complex theme: the physical and emotional experiences that shaped my struggles with addiction, ending with the scandal that would forever haunt me.
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