Dear me,
You have come so far and at the same time stayed absolutely true to yourself through every stage: teenage-hood, your twenties. Even as a little girl, you knew exactly who you were—there’s always been an innate wisdom in you and you are at last stepping into that wholeheartedly. I know that as a result of making the most of every moment of your thirties you will continue to grow into exactly who you are supposed to be.
You remain consistent, disciplined and discerning when you’re tempted to cave and when others regularly do. You are your own anchor and source of strength: in the company of loved-ones, in the company of ops, in romance, in celibacy—you remain committed to yourself and to what you know to be just and right.
Although you have been burned, undervalued, overlooked and betrayed you persistently return to yourself as your own source of comfort and surety; you have never let the feeling of betrayal sit and fester long enough that it manifests into resentment and bitterness. There is an undying optimism in you for the world to be better, for people to be better—that is a power never to let go of.
Your level of care and consideration for others, often overlooked by them, is indicative of your work to become the best version of yourself. It also exemplifies the purity of your heart. Your life is rich because of the mindful choices you make and the kindness you show others.
If this letter has any aim at all, it is to codify the acknowledgement of the number of times you’ve been abandoned and to promise never to abandon yourself again.
Keep going, I love the person you have chosen to be.
