Letters to my future self pt 1

Life is trying to shape me into something better—but I keep resisting.

Maybe I need to stop giving in to every craving for sweets.

Maybe my eyes deserve a break from endless scrolling.

Maybe my body is quietly asking me to move, to stretch, to breathe.

And yet, something inside me pushes back.

Maybe it’s the illusion of tomorrow—the comforting lie that I’ll get it all together then.

But isn’t that just procrastination in disguise?

I keep postponing the very things that would make me feel whole.

Maybe it’s time I stop mistaking comfort for care.

Maybe it’s time I start treating myself with the respect I’ve always deserved.

I deserve better.

My mind, my body, my spirit—

They all deserve better.

And better starts now.

I hope.