Something akin to a love letter for my past self

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Things I need to say to myself, to my past self, to the person who made themself into me.

You love reality, love truth, want passionately to know what is and not fall for what isn't.

You try to understand things you love. You immerse yourself in these things, pull in everything you can from the experience of them, find features and elements that make them mean so much.

You have so much enthusiasm. Your fear and anxiety cannot stop you when your passion is sparked - words will just flow out of you.

You are entertaining - work hard to entertain, to think about what things you can do that work and don't, to think about what people might appreciate, to craft the things you make and words you say.

You're idealistic. You take all of these things about you, all the things you have because of where you came from, and you find with these things ways you can make the world better. You find out what making the world better means, you find out how the gears are turning and what they are producing, you find clues and share them like seeds - share everything you have as best as you can, hoping it will grow in people's gardens and make their lives and themselves and their abilities better.

You're a good person. I don't say that enough.