your past self

I think we (or maybe it’s just me) all spend too much time worrying that we’re remembering the past too much. looking back on it. living in it. sometimes I think fondly back on the times I’ve had and the people that I’ve shared those times with. I sometimes worry that life won’t be as sweet as it once was. or I won’t be able to create moments that I can cherish as much as I do the ones in the past. you don’t know how you’ll look back on a place, a person, a moment in time, when you’re living it. things feel the way that they do... you feel the way that you do in a specific snippet of time. but there’s no telling how you’ll feel when you look back in a month, a year, a decade. I worry sometimes that I’m not living right, or good enough, or whatever. I think about all the times that I’ve felt like that and looking back, it usually was enough. sometimes, it wasn’t. but we grow and change so that’s okay. looking back is the only way we can shape our future. reflecting on the people and places and experiences is the only way we know what we want for the future. your past self is the only one that can give you real, raw advice. it’s you, in a different form. it’s important to remember that your past self isn’t there to haunt you. it’s there to help you along in your time of need, to guide you when you’re at a fork in the road. your past self has so many helping hands to offer and it’s important that you don’t ignore them. it’s you before you reincarnated into who you are today. your past self wants to see you thrive and blossom before their eyes. think about how many of your past selves there are. when you feel alone in the present, know that you’re not. there is so many yous there to lead you to the future you, whomever they may be.