Letters to Myself: Entry Eighteen
Prompt: What if a stranger read my story?
Sometimes, when I sit down to reflect, I imagine what it would feel like if a stranger picked up my story and started reading it. What would I want them to know? What pieces of my journey would matter most? This reflection is my attempt to answer that question, honestly, openly, and with hope for what’s still to come.
Answer to the prompt:
If a stranger were to read my story, I would want them to know the journey that brought me here, how I got to this point in my life, and the people who shaped it along the way. I’ve had the gift of loving parents, supportive family, and friends who have always stood by me no matter what. Their encouragement has carried me through the uncertain seasons, the slow starts, and the moments when my path wasn’t clear.
My life has been interesting, sometimes challenging, sometimes surprising, but always filled with lessons. I didn’t land in a career right away. It took time, patience, and persistence. But now, at 28, I can look back and see the strides I’ve made: the confidence I’ve gained, the habits I’ve built, the way I’ve grown into someone who wakes up each day ready to keep moving forward.
If this stranger could take away one thing, I’d want it to be this: change is possible. Change is necessary. Life moves in seasons, and nothing is permanent, not the struggles, not the setbacks, not even the victories. Each season is just one part of a bigger story, and all of it matters.
I would also want them to know that my story isn’t finished, it’s just beginning. There are so many more adventures ahead, and I want to embrace them fully. I try to live with optimism, with positivity, and with the hope that my energy can inspire others to keep going. Because the truth is, we only get one life, and each new day is an opportunity to learn, grow, and spread a little light in a dark world.
My story is full of ups and downs, and I don’t shy away from that. There have been setbacks, challenges, and moments of doubt. But I’ve learned to use the tools I have, my experiences, my habits, my perspective, and to embrace the new ones that come along the way. That’s what helps us endure, adapt, and find happiness.
One day, when I’m older, maybe I’ll write my story in full, maybe even a biography. But for now, I want the stranger reading this to know that my life is still unfolding with purpose and intent. And if you happen to be that stranger, I’d challenge you to embrace the people, the connections, and the changes in your own life. Because your story, like mine, is still being written.
This post is part of my "Letters to Myself" series — a weekly free-write blog where I explore personal growth, curiosity, and healing through simple prompts. Sometimes reflective, sometimes fun, but always real. Thank you for being here.
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