Dear Self Collections
Pages of whispered thoughts, ink-stained memories, and quiet conversations with the self. A collection of letters, each a heartbeat, each a sigh. Between these lines, time slows, memories linger, and the voice within finds its wings. Words once hidden, stories once folded, now laid bare — a sanctuary for the self to speak and listen.
Dear Self, How are you? I’m sure you’re happy. Because I am. Maybe this is the four-thousand-and-seven-hundredth time I’ve written to you. But this letter — this is the first one addressed to you that...
Dear Self, By now, you should be in your junior year of medical school. I imagine you buried in trances and textbooks, memorizing diseases and drug classifications. I imagine sleepless nights, coffee...
Dear Self, Hey. How are you doing? You tried so hard to please everyone. You tried to be everything all at once — not realizing that in doing so, you were bound to disappoint someone, fall short...
Dear Self, How are you doing? How does it feel to always be the perfect example, the golden child, the one everyone leans on? Exhausting, isn’t it? Did you ever allow yourself to stop being so...