Gwen Elliot

It’s easy to get overwhelmed when you start thinking about the new year. On every TV screen and Twitter feed there are reminders from friends

So there I was, crying uncontrollably in a dimly lit McDonalds, in an airport in middle-America. “I have no plan. I have no future,”

photo credit I’m 25 and just moved home with my parents for the second time. If you were to tell me that last year I