Hey Sweets,

A year ago, my therapist suggested writing a letter to my younger self as a way to release the past and free myself from its hold on the present. Facing the past head-on can break the chains of negativity that may have been quietly following you for years. Today, in honor of National Honesty Day, I’m finally writing that letter. Special thanks to Nikki, founder of the Affirm. Create. Manifest. Facebook group, for giving me the extra push to get this done.

Here it goes…

Dear Dee Babii,

There’s so much I want to tell you, but let’s start with this: I love you. You are so strong. Your resilience and ability to push through even the toughest moments have brought you farther than you ever imagined. Let me tell you, you breathe so easily now. I’m so proud of the fight you had in you to stay alive. Those chains others tried to place on you—they’re gone. For a while, we buckled under the weight, but God had other plans.

It wasn’t easy, but I forgave him. Yes, him. He was caught and publicly held accountable. I found peace in knowing he’s no longer free to hurt anyone else. I don’t want you to feel bad about not speaking up sooner. You eventually find your voice, and God has shown you that you are undeniably His favorite.

There were so many lessons I wish someone had taught you after every mistake and regret. But now, I see the beauty in every misstep. Each one built the woman and mother you’ve become. I don’t hold anything against you—trust me, you carried enough guilt for the both of us.

And yes, I said mother. You have two beautiful daughters. What doctors couldn’t explain, God did. They’re so much like you in different ways—it drives me crazy! But seriously, you’re a great mom. You’ve passed on strength, love, and light. I just pray they have a little more patience than teenage you had—no shade, just facts.

I’m writing this letter because I need you to know that you are a survivor. You are alive, well, blessed, loved, and worthy. You’ve just started living, and it’s all because you found reasons to keep pushing forward. No weapon formed against us has prospered.

Oh, and before I go—Dad finally came around. We’re on speaking terms now. I know that made you smile. It still amazes me too.

Sweets, Remember This

Writing a letter to your younger self can be a powerful exercise. It’s an opportunity to confront the past, celebrate your progress, and identify areas that still need healing. I challenge you to try it for yourself. Be honest, be raw, and remind younger you just how far you’ve come.

Thanks for reading.

With love,
Tru