Dear Younger Me

I don’t know where to begin, so I’ll start with what I never had the courage to say: I miss you.

More than I thought I ever could. More than I ever admitted, even to myself. There’s a hollow space where our conversations used to be, where your laughter still echoes.

Life is hard, but remember one thing: you are a fighter.

कुछ दिन ख़ुद के साथ बिताए होते,

कुछ दिन घूम लिया होता मनचाहे,

किसी की परवाह किए बिना।

Why did you work so hard to keep your image so intact? Why did you hide yourself away so much? Life is short, and we live only once. There were moments when I wish you had just let go, had the courage to live freely. Those days will never come back, and I see that now.

किसी का हाथ थामा होता बिना ये सोचे कि लोग क्या कहेंगे।

किसी को छोड़ दिया होता खुद को फिर से पाने के लिए।

You worried so much about what people would say that you changed yourself completely. Now, when I look back at you, it feels like I am looking at a stranger—a shadow of who I truly was. Was that really me? Or was it someone I forced myself to become for others? But as I write this letter, I understand something important: life changes. And it’s okay to lose pieces of yourself, as long as you find new ones that feel true to who you are. Life is too short to live for others’ expectations.

So, here’s what I want you to know: embrace yourself. Embrace your flaws, your quirks, and your dreams. Be bold. Be fearless. And most importantly, be you.

With love,

Your Older Self

Have you ever written a letter you never sent? What words are still waiting to be shared?