I sat down with the younger version of myself this morning, and had breakfast. I told her things that I wish that she had known at 20 years old. I told her to look out for 22 because that would be the year she didn’t feel worthy or loved. 22 would be the age where everything could’ve ended with her attempts.
I reminded her of her worth. I let her know that there was nothing wrong with exploring career paths, different avenues, and trying new things. I told her that she was not lost, and that she was where she needed to be in that moment.
I told her that we are much older now, much wiser and so much stronger. I reminded her that she is loved, even when the world and people tell her that she’s not. I told her that she will find healing on this journey but it will take some intense life experiences, therapy and the ability to be honest with herself. I told her that we’ve healed some wounds.
I explained to her just how important it was to not be so hard, to not push people away so freely and that it’s ok to let some people in. I also told her to be wise about who she let in because her heart is so big, people will take advantage of her kindness.
I had breakfast with my younger self this morning. I hope that she can rest and continue knowing that she’s loved.
💕Ciara💕