Do You Miss the Old You?

Do you ever find yourself missing the old (younger) you?

Because I do.

I miss the younger version of me sometimes.

…the body with high metabolism rate

…smooth skin like baby’s bottom

…mind that didnt overthink

…soul that was naive

…lighter version of me that carefree and braver.

The version of me who would have said yes to bungee jumping, to skydiving, to anything that made my heart race in excitement, not anxiety.

Now? I go down a slide and feel like my heart just dropped 100 meters.

Somewhere along the years, caution replaced courage.

Or maybe… responsibility did.

It’s strange, isn’t it?

To miss people who is still right in front of you.

To miss versions of yourself that still exist somewhere inside you, just quieter now.

Maybe nothing is truly lost.

Just… transformed.

And maybe, just maybe..

there is something about the woman I am becoming now that my younger self would look at and admire.

Yapping so much here now I'm late for the gym..