I made no resolutions for the New Year. The habit of making plans, of criticizing, sanctioning and molding my life, is too much of a daily event for me.

Nin rejects the ritual of New Year’s resolutions not because she is indifferent to self-improvement, but because she treats self-scrutiny as continuous rather than seasonal. The line frames “plans” and “molding my life” as everyday practices—suggesting an identity built through ongoing reflection, revision, and aesthetic self-fashioning. Implicitly, it critiques the performative, calendar-driven nature of resolutions: a single annual vow can substitute for sustained attention. In Nin’s broader ethos of diary-keeping and psychological introspection, the statement elevates daily consciousness and deliberate living over symbolic fresh starts.