There were moments when I would think, I don’t want to be the same me in the future. I want to leave all my bad traits behind, be a better person. But right now I don’t really think I can actually be a different person later in life.
The present me is the future my 10-year-old self had imagined. But what has changed? Mostly just my physical appearance. I don’t think I could improve that much. I used to hate onions, now I still do. So what could change in the next 5 years?
However, I’ve come to a realization that, whether I like it or not, I have to dispose of some of my flaws. I need reassurance that everything will be fine tomorrow.
Dear my future self, I hope you are in a good mansion as you suddenly remember that you’ve written this, and that in your spare time, you will go to IMAJI’s blog and read this again, in case the file is lost.
I hope you will read this while sipping champagne and laughing, reminiscing about the foolish 19-year-old me, saying ‘Ah, what a moron. You don’t have to worry about the future’, and I want my future self to say these to me:
‘Please don’t be sad and regret what has happened.’
‘Don’t compare yourself to others, you have your own value.’
‘Insecurity? Pfft, don’t even remember about that. Be wise about time, too much fun really distracts you.’
‘Don’t be so hard on yourself, you’re enough.’
‘Now listen, just f-ing believe in yourself and don’t think about people’s opinions.’
I wish I could really do those things. So that 5 years from now, I will be reading this again and laugh, saying, ‘You’re right. Lucky me I did that,’.