This isn’t the first blog I have attempted. Let’s be honest it probably won’t be the last.
But hey, this time I’m feeling reasonably confident. I mean I have a laptop now, and I automatically feel more ready to write stuff when there are proper keys under my fingers. Also, I feel like I actually have something to offer this blank webpage now,.. maybe? So…
Dear Future Katy, You’re probably reading this back, thinking ‘seriously, what the bloody hell was I gibbering on about’, but just bear with me. This is what you sound like (in written form that is) at the age of nearly 20. There is nothing you can do about now that you’re old(er). Just stop sitting there cringing, you’re probably a no better writer now, so woman up.
Okay, I’ll stop having a go at you now, I just know how judgemental you can be of yourself.
I’m writing these letters to you because I’m going to be discharged from mental health services in less than a month, and I wanted something for you too look back on if life starts to become difficult again. I want to remind you of the skills I have learnt in our first 7 years of living with mental illness. It’s been a tough ride, but I’m feeling the most positive I ever have. Also, my writing skills have regressed since middle school, (remember when Ms Middle School English teacher reckoned we would have written our first book by 25?) so my letters to you are also a chance for me to get a little creative again I guess…
That’s all, for now, Future Me. Don’t worry, I’ll check in soon with what’s going on. You just hold your horses. Although to be fair; if I haven’t abandoned this blog completely, you can just scroll up.
Love Current Katy x
P.S. I thought you may like to know what music you were into at my age, so here is what I listened to today while writing your letter.
- Peter Pan – Kelsea Ballerini
- Drops of Jupiter – Boyce Avenue
- All My Loving – The Beatles
- Gone – Newton Faulkner
- Friend Like Me – Robin Williams (Aladdin)
- Talk About It – Lindi Ortega
- Burn The Pages – Sia