Hey van! (yep, it's gonna be your Name in the Future)
4 Words: Don't change a Thing!
It might look odd when you are where I am today but just don't. It's all gonna work out.
You are awesome. Your Future is awesome. Your Past is awesome. Oh and all your Bases are belong to us.
See you soon
Germany, shortly before 24th Birthday
Rule #1: Driver picks the music. Shotgun shuts his cakehole.
Yes, this is actually a letter from yourself.
No, a hole hasn't ripped through to another universe.
No, you cannot come to the future.
Yes, do buy some better encyclopedias this is no longer the 60's.
Never. Stop. Drawing.
Never get rid of your Legos. You will REGRET it.
I suggest listening to your parents music more. You will be surprised in how much you like it.
Build a better treehouse.
Call your grandma more.
Hug your dad and tell him you love him more.
Read The Hobbit. It's really not that boring, I promise.
DO NOT sell any of your books at any garage sale no matter what Mom says.
Oh yeah, and, you CAN make a career as an artist. Anyone who says "No" doesn't know what they're talking about.
Read more comics, please.
Some things to help you:
Don't take crap from anyone. It doesn't matter if you'll get in trouble, I promise things like that have a way of working out. Just do not let anyone mess with you or insult you and walk away from it with their pride intact.
You are different. You cannot change this. So stop moping and go out and share your oddness with people. You'll be surprised with how many will actually accept you.
10 years on, you'll still love half the stuff you do now. We don't ever really grow up.
Your mother isn't controlling, she just doesn't quite understand how your mind works yet. Help her, please.
Have a nice 10 years, see you when you catch up to me.
I was wondering if your real name was Kyrielle I love the name, how did you think of it?
Haha I love the start of the letter. I think 10 years ago, I'd have wanted to time travel, too!
Keep using your middle name, and legally change it now while you're at it. Or, change it to a more unique variation, just get rid of your first name already. You know you don't like it, and you won't like it 10 years from now either.
Watch What Not to Wear, and learn from it. You're cute, just dress like it.
Now, here is your future husband's address: [address censored for stalking reasons] Go visit him, and you'll save yourself and him a lot of pain if you meet him now rather than later.
Oh, and get your behind back in church, and start reading some theology books. C.S. Lewis and G.K. Chesterton are good for a start.
Take up psychology in undergrad, and avoid [Kristiana's ex school]. By the way, you have bipolar, even if you don't know it yet, so see a psychiatrist and tell him you need to go on [Kristiana's meds].
If you could send an email 10 years in the past, what would you say?
This is you/me at 60--yep, against all odds, you'll get this old. Listen carefully to the voice of experience (mine).
The next 10 years are going to suck. Big Time. But it gets better and there's a shiny new thing in your future.
Your meds haven't stopped working and the shrinks are wrong: you're not hopelessly untreatable. Get thee to an OB/GYN who knows about menopause and mood disorders. Get on HRT so your meds'll work again. Above all, know that this, too, shall pass.
Just so you know, Tom's bizarre behavior is the result of schizophrenia. Don't let yourself be paralyzed into waiting six months to get him hospitalized. And don't worry; he'll turn out just fine.
Quit worrying about Chase; he's going to be fine too.
Keep writing and believe in your ability. Try to find an agent. Please.
Follow your wayward little heart and be honest with yourself and others about where it leads you; the longer you wait, the more painful it'll be later.
It's a blessing...and a curse.
Originally Posted by Anja
I don't have room for shame in my life.
You don't really want to be a teacher. Reconsider that scholarship.
You, nearly 27.
"I can never be what I ought to be until you are what you ought to be. You can never be what you ought to be until I am what I ought to be. This is the interrelated structure of reality." -Martin Luther King, Jr.