After spotting this post trending on social media recently, I thought I would take today to give my own version of it a go! I decided to have a little coffee meeting with my 25 year old self. This was the age where everything changed and I took a lot of hits but all of them made me stronger! Discover what happened here!

Good Morning Lovelies,

I met my younger self today for a coffee today. 

She was a little early but close to being on time. I was ten minutes early and happily looked around for her. We smiled at each other when we spotted one another.

When we ordered, she chose a black coffee, with no milk or sugar. I picked out our favourite peppermint and liquorice tea. She smiled and said that she was glad that we had started to drink it again. 

Both of us still wore our hair in plaits, worried to let it down after getting bullied for our curly, occasionally frizzy hair in school. She had a big baggy pair of tracksuit bottoms, a printed t-shirt, chunky socks, a hat and a ton of layers on under a blue coat. I had on slimline joggers, a printed top and fluffy socks under a duvet coat. She told me that I looked warmer and I agreed with her. We both laughed that our taste in tops hadn’t changed and hoped it never would. 

She told me that she was thinking of letting go of the people from her past who had hurt her or were affecting her mental health but was scared to do so. I told her that it works out for the best by doing so. The people she loves the most remain. The lonely days are manageable and new connections are coming. 

She told me that she hoped to take our parents on holiday to Disney with our brother and nephew. I felt the smile fade but let the pain of losing our dad remain in my heart. Her grief would need to be dealt with by herself to get stronger. 

She told me that she no longer wanted to step on the scales, go to the doctors and worried about going back into hospital. I tell her that after five years, you will face a big health situation that will bring out every single strength in her. I tell her to throw away the scales. I tell her that the doctors go away, a good therapy team will be found and the fear of hospitals will always remain but we get better at handling them. 

She shares her fears that she won’t make it to 30 and that she will die, leaving those she loves the most behind. I tell her that we make it. We are about to enter our fuck it I’m thirty era and I have hopes it will be our best decade yet! 

She apologises for letting us fall into this despair but I tell her to shut the fuck up! I tell her that our demons won’t win. I share that we manage a few meals out. I tell her that I can go for teas in coffee shops now. I share her that we are about to embark on a huge test by going on a cruise. Dublin is back in our eyes. I apologise to her that the real challenges are still going on but then I tell her that she is the strongest person ever and I love every single thing about her and our head. Even the bastard that lives in it. 

We grab each other’s hands, tell each other we love one another and toast the fuck it years to come! I grab the bill and we part ways! I hope I see her again soon! 

Joey X