A Coffee Date with My Younger Self

This TikTok trend has such an emotional hold over me. I stumbled across a few of these "coffee with my younger self" videos and my college roommate sent me one for blog inspo. I knew I had to write one.

It was a beautiful and emotional experience to reflect back on my younger self. Even just reminiscing on the person I was a year ago--there is so much growth.

I hope this inspires you to reflect on healing your younger self ❤️

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I met myself for coffee today.

She was on time, full face of makeup with a stunning outfit. 27 year old me was 10 minutes late. No makeup and workout outfit on.

Younger me looked sad. She covered it up by being loud, putting herself down, and laughing. I told her it's safe to be herself.

She expressed how scared she was about what the future holds and wondered what her career will look like. I smiled and told her not to worry.

She was stressing about college and wanting control. I smiled because we live in the moment now. I told her how important being present is.

She complained about her lack of love life and asked if we've found someone yet. I laughed and said we've found ourselves. She looked at me confused.

She told me how excited she was to spend time with her friends. I told her to spend time with her family and cherish that too.

She told me she's embarrassed that she still loves to dance in her room at night to Hannah Montana. I told her not to lose that spark.

She told me how she loves to share her inner workings, but isn't sure how to make it happen. I smiled and told her about this blog.

She told me she wasn't sure she'd ever feel safe in a friendship because of her trauma. I told her all about the best friends waiting to meet her soon. The people who are rock solid and choose her right back.

I didn't tell her about the challenges to get there. The people she'll lose and boundaries she'll learn to set.

She told me she questions her worth and body image. How she thinks she's overweight. I told her she's beautiful and that she is so much more than enough.

I think 27 year old me needed to hear that too.

She asked me about what's waiting for her. I smiled and told her to wait and see; she got a few things right along the way.

We hugged and agreed to meet for coffee again soon.

She apologized for not thinking of me sooner, I told her I think of her often.

I apologized that I hadn't been kinder to her in the past. She told me she understood and that I was loved.

I miss her but I don't want to be her again.

She told me she's going to make me so proud.

As she walked away I whispered, you already have.

-Char