I wouldn’t listen to me anyway
We always fantasize about what we’d tell our younger selves if we could travel back in time. Somehow “fix” our adolescence with our hard-won wisdom.
Except it wouldn’t work.
If I visited my 14-year-old self today, she’d be hearing the advice of a 41-year-old woman.
And at 14 I did get the advice of a 41-year-old woman: my mom.
You think I listened to her?
What makes me think I’d listen to me?
