I wrote a letter to myself seven years ago. Seven years ago. I typed it up on this website, recorded the date of submission…and forgot about it.
Today, that letter was emailed to me.
I was creeped out. Mainly, because that website actually kept my letter on file and sent me the email seven years later. But also because I was surprised by my own insightful and introspective writing in my early teens. It was almost like reading a letter from another person, except that person was me.
But as I read about my aspirations and my dreams, I thought to myself: wow, not much has changed. And yet, so much has changed.
So, Past Me…thanks for writing me a letter. It reminded me of what kind of person I want to be, and how I want to live my life. What others mean to me, and how I should respect myself.
Maybe I’ll write a letter to Future Me. Maybe.
I want to be remembered as someone sweet, someone who would talk to anyone with compassion. I want to be remembered as someone bold, someone who stood out among the mellow crowds and possessed her own voice. I want to be remembered as someone unique, so original and completely her own that she would always be remembered.
– From Me