Dear 30-year-old me


I hope you are happy with the life you have.

I bet you have already sorted out the mess I am at 25.

I’m sorry for every bad decision I made –

I was too dumb and too stubborn to care.

Do you still laugh yourself silly over trivial things?

Do you still cry over sappy TV dramas and movies?

I hope the last five years had not been too hard for you.

I hope you ended up doing what you’ve always wanted to do.

I hope you still see the good in everyone.

I hope you still try to let go of the things that make you sad and mad.

I hope you still believe in happy endings –

And if life has not given you one yet,

I hope you never stop making new beginnings.