A Letter to Myself at 26
Dear me,
When I first wrote you at 20, I didn't realise how powerful an exercise this would be. I wrote you again at 23 and promised to write you still at 26. Reading both letters has gotten me emotional for more reasons than just the contents.
I realise with sadness and embarrassment, how inefficient I have been at both keeping, and setting goals. My past letters have reminded me what energy and resolve I had then. Something I do not seem to possess anymore. Depression and frustration have taken such a strong hold of my life. Reading my past notes reminds me of a time I was happy and looked to the future with optimism.
I'm a few months shy of 26 and type with a great deal of shame, that I slipped back into some of the vices I had successfully left behind when I was younger; I consume more alcohol now than I did before I first quit, I have more friends than one needs, a lot of whom are only present at the counter.
Perhaps the most embarrassing thing though, is how I'm back at my parent's house after having left for a while. It is painful to admit and to post. That, for me, feels like failure. But Perhaps something good can come out of this shame; the drive to get my affairs back in order and set fuller goals by the time of my next letter at age 29.
My love life and financial life have been a disaster, leading me into the void of self hate and frustration. If I am to have anything positive to write to myself in the next three years, it should be that I learn to love again, and I get my finances in order. If I would have travelled and seen different parts of the world by then, that would be a worthwhile bonus.
See you in three years, Temwani. Good luck in all your endeavours,
Yours,
Temwani at almost 26.
When I first wrote you at 20, I didn't realise how powerful an exercise this would be. I wrote you again at 23 and promised to write you still at 26. Reading both letters has gotten me emotional for more reasons than just the contents.
I realise with sadness and embarrassment, how inefficient I have been at both keeping, and setting goals. My past letters have reminded me what energy and resolve I had then. Something I do not seem to possess anymore. Depression and frustration have taken such a strong hold of my life. Reading my past notes reminds me of a time I was happy and looked to the future with optimism.
I'm a few months shy of 26 and type with a great deal of shame, that I slipped back into some of the vices I had successfully left behind when I was younger; I consume more alcohol now than I did before I first quit, I have more friends than one needs, a lot of whom are only present at the counter.
Perhaps the most embarrassing thing though, is how I'm back at my parent's house after having left for a while. It is painful to admit and to post. That, for me, feels like failure. But Perhaps something good can come out of this shame; the drive to get my affairs back in order and set fuller goals by the time of my next letter at age 29.
My love life and financial life have been a disaster, leading me into the void of self hate and frustration. If I am to have anything positive to write to myself in the next three years, it should be that I learn to love again, and I get my finances in order. If I would have travelled and seen different parts of the world by then, that would be a worthwhile bonus.
See you in three years, Temwani. Good luck in all your endeavours,
Yours,
Temwani at almost 26.
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