Dear Me In 2031

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Dear Me In 2031,

It’s January 7. Things kind of suck right now.

I hope that you’re still alive. I hope that the country still exists and it moves towards something better, something kinder, something more equitable.

I hope you do, too.

Pay attention.

Every single time someone doesn’t think you’re brilliantly awesome? It’s not the end of the world. Every single time you don’t get a client or a podcast ad or an amazing book contract is not the end of the world.

You know what the end of the world is? The actual end of the world.

Let’s move on.

The person you are is a much bigger deal than what you think you know. You will never know enough. There is always more to learn if you’re cool with learning.

Be cool with learning.

If you want to change the world, if you want to help people, if you even want to do something as simple as keep writing books? It’s important to have the knowledge to do that, to grow your knowledge, to LOVE getting that knowledge.

Yeah, sometimes realizing you’re wrong will suck. That suck is worth it. Why?

The suck is better than not ever realizing that you’re wrong, better than perpetuating idiocy or stereotypes or bad advice.

But you also need to remember that you are not the suck. You are courageous because you are here existing, learning, being, forcing yourself to be brave and thinking, “What can I do more? What can I do to make things better? To make myself better?”

But again…

Being imperfect? It doesn’t mean you’re unworthy or unloveable. It only means you are human. Perfectly human.

And that’s okay.

You’re okay.

But you know what? You’re more than okay because you are trying. You are still here thriving and living and doing. And haters on whatever social media exists in 2031 will still randomly tell you you’re wrong or you’re vague or that you’re stupid because of some damn demographic about yourself, be it your race, gender, sex, religion, class, religion, political views, job, or just that you slur your damn s’s.

And that doesn’t matter.

What matters is that you care. What matters is that you put yourself out there, vulnerable and beautiful. What matters is that you are who you are and that you’re not trying to be anyone else. What matters is how beautiful your soul is, how it sparkles with light. What matters is that you share that light with others (or try to) in every interaction.

Damn it.

You.

You are okay being you. You are important just being you.

You get to define yourself. You are not disposable, not a statistic, not an anecdote and not defined by being a consumer or by social media or other media.

You are.

That’s all you need to be.

But it helps if you try to learn. It always helps.


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Author: carriejonesbooks

I am the NYT and internationally-bestselling author of children's books, which include the NEED series, FLYING series, TIME STOPPERS series, DEAR BULLY and other books. I like hedgehogs and puppies and warm places. I have none of these things in my life.

One thought on “Dear Me In 2031”

  1. Always need to realise if no one is backing u up motivate yrself to do good and go forward…there is still some light at the end of the tunnel…

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