A letter from October 11th, 2016

Dear Future Me, It has been ten years since this has been penned down. And now, a lot of what is written might seem fickle and simple-minded. But I hope you have learnt to love yourself. Learnt to be more forgiving of your faults and shortcomings. And most importantly, despite everything that's you've gone through, there has been a semblance of acceptance for yourself. I hope you've not given up on an older, wiser and stronger version of me, a version that has learnt so much over the years. Has seen and felt and experienced this much. Despite the overt strains of narcissism, you must know how I'll love each and every version of you. With and without improvements. Love, Your 21 year old self.