I swung by the library to get
@CarolineKepnes
book and thought, “I should tell them to pre-order my book” and 11 year-old me hopped out like, “BOOK?? WE GOT A BOOK???”
And now I’m in the parking lot emotional as fuck.
My entire adult life has been something that would thoroughly impress the 8 year old in Stillwater, Oklahoma who learned to speak English by watching TV. But adult me has spent way too much time feeling like she failed.
Child me thinks adult me is fucking fierce but it’s adult me that has trouble believing it as often as she should.
So that’s why I asked.
Now I’m going to read your answers.
Were y’all really concerned with mortgages and spouses as a kid? Wouldn’t child you be thrilled you could get on a plane or order pizza whenever you wanted?
I think if child me thought of me as an adult, they would be disappointed in my inability to (redacted) or choices I’ve made, but that I was even around to have choices would be a big deal.
Is that too Pollyanna?
Thank you to all who shared their stories and responses with me. Some of you were so brave and sad; I hope you find one thing a day, no matter how small, to please your childhood self.
One of my favorite responses was the ones who realized they had “MacDonald’s money” and love to the trans kids who got to love and live their fullest selves.
@Basseyworld
Childhood me would just think I'm lying: "You'll write a bestselling book that Hillary Clinton will quote after she loses the presidential election to...Donald Trump. Yes, that one. You'll go on "Late Night" to discuss your book and meet Ice-T, who your *mom* now loves..."
@Basseyworld
I think she would be now (maybe not so much a year ago)...super proud of me for putting myself first for the first time and not letting what ppl think of me stop me from figuring out who I am meant to be.