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A Letter from My Future to My Past

 




Dear child,

I want to be honest with you right now—but I promise I won’t be unnecessarily harsh. You won’t regret listening once I’ve said what I need to say.

Right now, you are an empty cup. What do I mean by that? It means you receive anything you believe is tea, without realizing it might be dirty water. This is why you keep getting hurt.

Your imagination and reality have never been in alignment—and perhaps, they never truly will be. Because over time, you’ll come to understand: you are not meant to blend in. You will reject the notion of fitting into a world that was never built for your truth. You’ll realize that you can only maintain that façade for so long. And eventually, you’ll stop being afraid to show yourself and speak your mind.

You must choose to become a full cup—by choosing to become a better version of yourself. That version already exists. It lies dormant within you, waiting for your call. Your will to act, your choice to rise above your struggles—that is what will lead you there. You must work on that version of you, every single day, if you want to attract the right energy and the right kind of people into your life.

When you radiate your truest self into the world, you’ll draw in both mirrors and shadows. You’ll meet people who share your spirit, your energy, your dreams. People who admire you from a space of honesty and purity. But you’ll also encounter people who carry a kind of darkness they aren’t even aware of… those unwilling to transcend it. They might seem interested in who you are. They’ll act like it, even mirror your words and body back at you. But in truth, they are a polarity. They crave what you carry—but can’t give what you seek. You’ll have to be discerning. Don’t let that darkness consume you—neither yours nor theirs.

People aren’t projects, and it's not your burden to fix them. It never ends well. And it’s unfair to everyone involved in that delusion. You cannot force someone to fit your mould, nor change someone who is unwilling to change. They must take responsibility for their own choices, their own actions.

These are truths you must carry in your heart—to protect your soul, your spirit, and your passion for life. And above all, you must protect your spirit. That part, you must never forsake.

If you had given up in your time, I wouldn’t be standing here today.

Take it from your future self: You have it in you, dear child.

You carry a unique fire—one that will burn through lies, shadows, and every adversity you now face. You have it in you. You just can’t see it yet.

May you find souls who offer you peace and unwavering presence when you feel unseen, unloved, or abandoned. May the universe bless you with boundless creative energy when you need it most. May the prime mover of the cosmos witness you, walk with you, and guide you through the dark.

Take care of yourself. Stay safe.
Godspeed.

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