Letter To A Future Me


Hello there! Well, I’m doing something a tad weird today. I’ve been seeing a lot of blog posts about letters to unborn daughters and to past selves and I figured I’d try another kind of letter. Now I’m not saying I’m the first to do this; hardly. I’m just saying I wanted to try this. Maybe I’ll completely botch it up, but let’s see.

Roasting in a Ukrainian Medical school,

May 20, 2013.

Dear 25 year old Afoma,

How are you? How is life in the future? I really hope you’re having a good time. Have you met the love of your life yet?(And I don’t mean Adam Levine) Ah find him quickly oh, time is running. I’m sure you’ve finished the first part of medical school; you must have! All my studying cannot have been in vain. Have you done much traveling? Remember all the places you’ve always wanted to visit. I hope you’re still writing? Or did you run into some tall wall of writer’s block? I certainly hope your feelings of inadequacy did not return and stumble you. Well, I’m writing this letter to remind you of the things that were important to you when you were just a teenager. Remember;

– Life always figures itself out and you should learn to accept the things you cannot change. You’ll be happier for it!

– You can NEVER make a man love you, unless he wants to, so do not waste time on people who do not appreciate you. Never be in a hurry to be somebody’s someone special that you forget how special you are. Forget what I said before; you have time, choose well.

– Take good care of your parents. Don’t forget all the sacrifices they made for you. All the times they made themselves uncomfortable just to make you smile. Remember your little brother; help him as he goes through life; you know the world is wicked.

– ARE YOU STILL ON TWITTER?? My dear, spend less time on there and more time in the real world.

– Remember to visit the dentist twice a year; we don’t want you ruining all those teeth now, do we?

– Spend less, save more. You don’t want to go bankrupt plus you will soon be somebody’s wife and maybe mother; you don’t want your husband to go bankrupt.

– Speak the truth even more than ever. Lies just get you in tangled and desperately uncomfortable situations. Don’t be afraid to say what you really think. Unless the situation isn’t worth it.

– Smile. Everyday. Be positive. Drop that pessimistic lifestyle. Ain’t nobody got time for that!

– I wonder what city you live in now… Hmm. What country?

– Read more Afoma. Remember that your eyes saw the world through books so early in life. Never let that go.

– You should also watch that waistline too… I fear all the food I ate might be coming back (or forward?) to haunt you soon.

– How about all your friends? From school? From everywhere? All the really good ones? I know it’s not easy, but try to stay in touch. Good friendships get better with time.

– Avoid people who love to talk bad about others or try to bring others down; we wouldn’t like to have a full blown amebo on our hands now, would we? Mind your business, it never hurt anyone before.

– Stop comparing yourself with others and measuring your achievements by the yardstick of others’ and try to be the best version of yourself. Everyone is different. Revel in your ability to be yourself and only yourself.

– Look back at old pictures sometimes and remember the way you felt when you went to that amusement park when you were seven, graduated secondary school and while you lived in Ukraine.

– Don’t be afraid to try new things. Unless they’re strange looking foods that could give you enterocolitis. THEN DON’T.

– Stop chewing the insides of your lips when you’re stressed. You’ll have nothing left anymore soon. And then your lips will be bent to one side. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.

– Try not to always be defensive; it’s not always about you. Learn to pick your battles wisely.

– Remember who you are. You know what I mean.

– Stay inspired and continue to inspire.

– Never forget God. He’s brought you however far you may have come. Keep living for him.

Well, my darling, I cannot wait to meet you! I’m dying to see who you’ve become. I’m rooting for you. Don’t disappoint me!

Your 18 year old self,


What would you like to tell your future self?