Bronwyn Green

Dear Future Me,

I have so many things to congratulate us for.

First off, good job not only getting rid of the toxic people in your life but also keeping them out. I know that probably hasn’t been as easy as you’d would have liked. We have a long history of not being able to say no to things.

Show me how to say no to this. Show me how to say no to this.

Oops. Sorry. Song break. I assume song lyrics are still taking up about 97% of your available brain space? Anyway, good job on learning to say no to bullshit.

And while we’re congratulating ourself (this whole verb tense and pronoun thing is tricky) on accomplishments, great job keeping up with that whole exercise/yoga program thing. Whatever it is you’re doing, keep it up. I’m guessing, since you’re me, you still hate sweating, but suck it up, it’s good for you.

And nice job knitting all those sweaters and mastering socks. I mean, from where I’m sitting, i’m only just getting to the neckline of my first sweater, and those socks I started on retreat this year can go fuck themselves. But I’m sure you’ve got that all sorted by now.

Oh, and well done finally finding that balance between writing and life. I’m sure that by now you’ve figured out how to successfully balance our busy as fuck daily life with that backlog of books we have plans to write.

You did do that, right? Right?!

Look, I’m trusting you to get this figured out. Because right now? I’ve got nothin’.

Sigh.

Anyway, if you haven’t gotten the above shit sorted, for the love of god, woman, get on that. I’m going to be catching up to you soon, and I’d prefer it if we both had a lot less stress when I get there.

See you on the other side of the war,

Present Me

 

Be sure to check out Jess, Gwen, and Jessica’s letters to their future selves.

Other posts in this series – Dear 16 Year Old Me – We Need to Talk