Dear Future Me

I started journaling again. It’s been a while since my last entry. Something about this feels so therapeutic. Like when I started cleaning my room again after sometime.

As I look back to these blank pages from days I didn’t have the time to write down how my day went, I thought, “This has to stop.” My inconsistencies, they have to stop. Before they stop me from feeling good, becoming better, and finding the best in me.

But gosh is it so hard to be consistent! It’s a real challenge. A challenge I’m willing to take on until I overcome it.

Dear Future Me, I’m not giving up on you.