11/11/2025
"Dear past me,
I know how heavy it got carrying everything on your own. You kept telling yourself you’d get it together, but some days, even getting out of bed felt like a fight. You thought asking for help meant you weren’t strong enough.
What you didn’t know then is that recovery isn’t a straight road. It’s messy. It’s slow mornings, small wins, and learning to give yourself some grace.
You didn’t quit. You kept showing up, even when no one saw the effort. That’s what real strength looks like.
Now, you’re becoming the man you once hoped you could be, grounded, patient, and proud of how far you’ve come.
- Your future self"