Letters To Myself

Dear Patty, mistakes you have made in your past have no place in your present/future. Stop dwelling on them. (And if other people still care about them… not your problem. You’ve apologized/rectified/done what you’ve had to do, and that’s all you can do.)

Dear Patty, when you say really nice things to people after a glass or two of wine, it’s not that big a deal. In fact, it’s kind of a nice thing to do. Stop feeling stupid the next day. You have so much else to feel stupid about. (Like wearing dumb shoes that cut up your ankles. Your ankles hurt enough on their own!)

Dear Patty, if your gut tells you it’s not a good idea, it’s probably not a good idea.

Dear Patty, it’s OK that you didn’t listen to that gut feeling that told you it wasn’t a good idea. Move on. You can try again and do better next time.

Dear Patty, we get it... you like Muppets.

Dear Patty, who cares what other people think of the decisions you make in your own life? Everyone is different, goals change and success looks different to everyone. If you keep holding yourself to someone else’s standards for success, you’re going to be miserable.

Dear Patty, maybe stop referring to yourself as a “garbage person” to the owners of the company you work for?

Dear Patty, give yourself some credit and think bigger picture. In your 30 years of life, you’ve accomplished a whole fucking lot. I mean, you've got a cat for a roommate! That's BIG!

Dear Patty, there’s been a piece of glass in your foot for like, months. Just… letting you know.

Dear Patty, it’s okay that you’re feeling a little lost and unsure of what your next steps are in life. Just make positive steps in the right direction and control what you can. Do more of what you enjoy and less of what you don’t. Take more risks and stop making excuses. And sometimes, allow yourself to not have the answers and lie on the couch and watch a shitty Hallmark movie.  

Dear Patty, only 15 sleeps until Christmas!