To my future self,
As I sit here in the wee hours of the morning watching “the National” on CBC.ca, they did a piece about notes to yourself from when you were younger. That got me thinking, I wonder what I would of wrote myself for the age I am now. Would a high school letter to my older self read as a party narrative, or a parenting narrative, or a university narrative. If I think back to high school and someone told me I would of graduated university I would of thought you were crazy. I grew up with Automotive workers in my blood. I would of considered becoming a factory rat, and being okay with it, because when growing up it was an honest job with good benefits and good money. I know when I was in high school, my friends of the time were all positive that I would be the first to have children…. Now, seem to be the only one who doesn’t have children. But that is besides the point. If i were to write a letter in high school to myself now… I don’t think I would of landed anywhere near where I am today. Today I have an amazing significant other, I am University educated, and going into a field of helping others. There is one thing though that has gotten bigger as I have grown older, the stress level.. I was carefree in the those days, and now a day doesn’t go by where I don’t stress over the smallest things. Even as I write this, I can feel my muscles tense and my heart beat rising… Fear driven I suppose.
If I were to write a letter to my older self from now I would ask myself: Have I paid off debts related to school? Do I have a Masters? Do I have a career that I love? Do I have passion Fatigue which is common in the field? Currently, I am waiting for convocation as I graduated half way through the year. I am looking forward to seeing the family up from the States and Eastern Canada. I am also looking forward to moving to where the significant other got accepted to her Master’s program she applied for. Life is good, though stressful. Shift work is getting to the best of me and I believe symptoms of depression are seeping in as I stay on nights, because that what the schedule states. The long winter, and spring snow storms don’t allow spring to advance. Seasonal Mood Disorder could be a thing for me. Nights + Winter = a whacky mood I rather not be in. I would state to my future self, to get out more, to be active more (and to complete T25, Insanity, & Turbo Fire). I look forward to more vacations, and more time with my significant other :D. I wouldn’t mind more sitting on a beach chair that I’ve put on the tip of the beach and watch the waves come in and wash over me. I’ve traveled more in the past few years then I ever thought possible and I believe I have caught the travel bug!.
Your Younger Self,