Dear Younger Me,

The ‘New Me’ that exists today wouldn’t be possible without our journey together. The doubts and beliefs of the ‘Old Me’ have shaped the resilience and strength I now possess. Together, we’ve created a version of myself I am truly proud of.

Old Me: I doubted my resilience in the face of hardship.
New Me: Storms may rage, but my inner strength is legit.

Old Me: I believed my self-worth depended on self-sacrifice.
New Me: Setting boundaries taught me how to be more than right.

Old Me: I suppressed my individuality to gain acceptance.
New Me: Your unique spirit shines brightly; no exceptions.

Old Me: I built walls around my heart to protect myself.
New Me: An open heart can mend and bring true wealth.

Old Me: I confused comfort with genuine connection.
New Me: Actual love is a vibrant dance, not mere affection.

Old Me: I met anger with anger, fueling the cycle.
New Me: Understanding hearts can overcome the entitled.

Old Me: My mind was a battlefield of worries and “what ifs.”
New Me: Stillness within brings wisdom’s gentle gifts.

Old Me: I didn’t believe lasting joy was attainable for me.
New Me: Your inner light can spark a free destiny.

Old Me: I clung to the familiar, even when it didn’t serve me.
New Me: Learning how to let go allowed me to be free.

Both versions are the perfect mixture of me,
I’m proud of the person I turned out to be!

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It’s springtime, but I’ve yet to bloom.
Changes are happening, but I feel out of tune.

I’m full of passion and determination,
There’s a world of possibilities, but I’ve yet to find my station.

I’m doing my part, but my life doesn’t reflect it.
Life’s not fair, but it’s not an exception.

I’m immovable, trapped, and I feel hopeless.
I’m trying my best to shake this doubt and find my purpose.

I was so lost at one point, but I’m slowly finding myself.
I can’t do this alone, so I’m asking for your help.

I don’t know what I’m doing; I feel like screaming!
Am I awake, or am I dreaming?

I’ve grown and changed, so I’m not the same.
Not knowing what’s next is all a part of change.

I feel like I’m blooming, and other times I feel stuck.
I think I’m just having a case of bad luck.

No matter what comes my way, I’ll come out stronger.
I can’t bear this pain much longer.

I feel like a flower that’s yearning to bloom.
I’ll wait patiently to see who I blossom into.

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It is frustrating when people mistake kindness for weakness,
Be cautious with your heart; it may wind up in pieces.
Be careful who you trust; not everyone cares,
Moving forward is hard when your mind is everywhere.

They hear but fail to listen, quick to place blame,
Ignorant and resistant to the concept of change.
Are you starting to question everyone around you,
Do you often wonder about a different life for you?

Stuck in their ways, they assume we are all the same,
The last thing I want to do is cause conflict.
It is hard to explain, but if you listen closely,
My life is anything but perfect!

A dull ache in my chest, still not feeling my best,
Raw, unspoken feelings that are hard to express.

I feel misunderstood in a multitude of ways,
Have you ever stayed in bed and cried all day?

It kind of stings when you tell someone you love,
You are not someone that I think very highly of.

Just an honest conversation, no lying or persuading,
Leaving me at a vulnerable disadvantage.
Can I trust you? Who did I open up to?
Big emotions cause way too much damage.

Can you please stop yelling; it makes me shut down,
The loudest silence is peaceful and immensely profound.

I may appear silent, but I carry my feelings deeply,
Hurt disguised as anger burns brightly within me.

Do my feelings even matter? I am trying my best!
I am semi-functional, yet I still feel depressed.
I only open up when I feel close to someone,
The truth hurts, but the liars have so much fun.

Music is my lifeline, a soundtrack to my healing,
Lyrics and beats that convey my true feelings.

I can no longer prioritize your feelings over my own,
It is time for me to lock in and reclaim my throne.
I once was a pushover who gave out many chances,
Avoiding anyone too blinded by circumstance.

I am an overthinker who takes everything to heart,
I am no longer interested in things that pull me apart.

Take a look at yourself before you judge someone else.
My mindset has changed. Yes, I know!
I’m not so stuck in my ways; I’ve learned from my mistakes,
Understanding myself helped me grow.

Forgiveness is the first step, but don’t be bitter,
We all have a past, so I urge you to reconsider.
Honor your feelings, and don’t allow rage to blind you,
The answers you seek are already inside you.

Dear Fortress, I write to you from the quietest corner of my heart, a space only you and I truly know.

Within your walls, the noise of the world fades, replaced by the gentle echo of my own thoughts. It’s a sound that resonates deep within, a profound melody that guides me back to myself.

They see an empty room, a lonely space, but I see a universe contained within these walls. Like the pages of a beloved book, my thoughts unfold, revealing stories and insights I never knew existed.

Here, in your stillness, I learn to observe my emotions without judgment, watching them rise and fall like the tides. There’s no need to rush, no need to hide, for in your presence, I am free to be myself.

You are my silent stream of strength, Fortress, a place where I can retreat from the chaos of the world and reconnect with my inner peace.

You are the place where I find the stillness that others can not. Like the feeling of being within the pages of a good book, you surround me with peace.

Thank you, Fortress, for being my constant refuge, my anchor in the storm. I leave your presence feeling renewed, my spirit strengthened by the quiet power I have found within your walls.

I’ve always had a fear of never being good enough. Whether it was in love, life, or friendships. I didn’t grow up with a comfortable upbringing, so I never felt good enough to fit in. Once upon a time, I once felt that my honest, quirky self wouldn’t earn approval, preventing me from being myself. I’ve always felt pressured to pretend to be someone I’m not—perhaps more outgoing, perhaps more conventional. I always felt uncomfortable being anything other than my authentic self, maybe because I was born to stand out. Leaving that marriage, where I felt pressured to conform, even though it hurt me to my core, was the first step toward discovering my true self. Once I was on my own again, I could tap into my true potential and create the life I’ve always wanted. I overcame my fear by embracing change and stepping out on faith. I can’t lose by betting on myself! My fear of not being good enough won’t win because I’ve been through worse and still found my way out. I’ve faced setbacks and disappointments that felt crushing, but I learned and grew stronger. My fear won’t win because I now believe in myself, capable of anything I set my mind to. Everything I do from now on will be from my heart, with the kindest, purest intentions! I am enough! A million times enough!

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A new day begins,
A fresh start, where hope lies within.
To finish school, a milestone to reach,
Turning a new page, within my reach.

A book to be written, a story to unfold,
Words like wings, a tale to be told.
To find love’s embrace, a tender vine,
Growing stronger, intertwining.

A car paid in full, a home to call my own,
Adventures to seek, on roads yet unknown.
To live with intention, each moment embraced,
Appreciating the journey, at my own pace.

Let happiness bloom, a vibrant flower in the spring,
To love more, complain less, and let my spirit sing.
To wash away doubt, a shadow that fades away,
As confidence shines, with each passing day.

A career that ignites my soul’s desire,
A life of purpose, fueled by inner fire.
To cultivate peace within my mind and soul,
To live stress-free and make my spirit whole.

I no longer look back at the things I’ve outgrown,
I’m embracing the future, a life that’s truly my own.