Dear Past Me,
I wish I could express to you, just how others' opinions of your choices will loose their appeal flavor and significance, little by little as you transform. I wish you knew the fervor you'd have for remaining authentic with yourself and not straying from the rhythm of your honest yearnings. That now when you go against that will inside, that gut, you'll feel it and sharpen it so that next time you won't have to feel the pain of going against your grain.
Then again, there's no me without you, so I guess you'll have to go through what grows you.
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