Future Self

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Future Self Write a letter to your future self, telling the future you about what you hope for you.

Dearest You:

So much has changed since you last wrote this letter!

You still hate Christmas; you still hate panda bears. Predictably, you still cry at that shitty, trite Folgers commercial, and you don’t even drink coffee.

And you still rush around like a maniac. In fact, you’re writing this from the first class lounge at Heathrow, where you spend too much time.

What do I hope for you? You’re getting married. I hope you enjoy this part; I hope you cherish these weird and wonderful days with the people you love and who love you. I hope you don’t deny yourself the excitement of the experience because you’re scared or because you’re ashamed of doing something unbecoming.

(As it turns out, second-time brides can wear white. Look at Liz Taylor. Look at Zsa Zsa Gabor. I think they were married eight or nine times a piece, and wore white nearly every time. In the immortal words of one Miss Taylor Swift: Haters gonna hate.)

I hope you continue to learn to balance being successful in the world with being successful at home. They’re overlapping spheres, and each requires a different kind of care and concern. I’m not sure anyone is ever successful at balancing those towers of spinning plates. But I hope you can be patient with yourself.

Everything is changing, and I hope you leave room for You in all this.

If you never become one of those women who cooks at home at posts her recipes on the internet — that’s Okay. Who you are now is Cool — weird, and fun, and cool, and pretty fearless. That you don’t cook, and that you pay someone else to clean your house, and that you haven’t seen a movie in a theatre since the 1990s, and that you like things that other people don’t are not things you should apologise for. That you’d rather hang out at home on weekends, and that you prefer having a small, close-knit group of friends to a big crowd is an Okay thing, too.  Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.

I hope you don’t feel like you have to change who you are, because the things you’ve worked to be and achieve are all pretty great.

So what I hope for you is to happily find your way through the thicket; to enjoy the ride; to be true to who you are throughout the experience.

Love,

Me.

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