For a while i used to think that Younger Me would be embarrassed or ashamed of me for how i turned out.
but now I realize that, despite not achieving the goals I used to have for myself, I have been blessed with something I always wanted and needed so badly and, for a long time, didn’t think I deserved or could ever have.
I have friends. More friends than I ever thought possible for me. Real friends who actually enjoy my presence and aren’t just tolerating me. Real friends who I look forward to spending time with and feel so much happiness to be around.
I have a man that loves me and tells me so every day. Someone who doesn’t care about the garbage from my past, doesn’t see me as a failure or a disappointment. Someone I never thought I was worthy of but now feel the drive to make myself worthy of, someone who I want to be better for.
I have been surrounded by love and friendship after so many years of believing I didn’t deserve to ever have that.
Now I know Younger Me wouldn’t be ashamed or embarrassed of how I turned out. She wouldn’t care that we didn’t get some big degree or important job or even a drivers license yet.
Younger Me would be so relieved and at peace to know that one day, despite everything else we’d go through, we’d have all of this friendship and love that we didn’t think we would ever experience.