A letter from Jul 4th, 2025

Hello to my future self,

I’m sitting here on 4th July 2025, writing this to you—me—who’ll hopefully read it on 8th December 2025, your birthday. Happy Birthday, my dear. I hope this letter finds you smiling, maybe even a little teary, but only in the best way.

Right now, your past self is in a place of uncertainty. I’m still torn between Clinical Psychology and MBA, still juggling thoughts of which college to go for. Several options are open and waiting—Amity (Clinical Psychology), Chandigarh University (MBA), and even BBAU Guidance and Counselling, whose results and cut-offs are yet to come. So yes, I’m confused—but I’m also hopeful. I hope you are no longer stuck here and have found clarity in your path, whatever it is.

Whichever course you choose, whichever city or college you're now in—I hope you’re content, even if it’s far from perfect. I hope the experience has given you something real: growth, laughter, new memories, and maybe even a few solid friends.

Because if there’s one thing that’s been missing these past few years at the Girls' Degree College—it’s that strong circle of support. Not like school, or this colony, or the people like Kavya and Gungun who still remain in your heart. I hope by now, someone else has stepped into your life with that same warmth. I hope you’re not feeling alone anymore—not in that heavy way.

I know you still carry insecurities. I know all the little things that make you doubt yourself. But hear me—you are not weird, you are wonderfully loved. I hope by now, even just a little, you’ve let go of those harsh thoughts. I hope you walk with more confidence—not just in how you look or speak, but in who you are and what you want to become.

I hope everyone is doing well in your life, and we had a suspicion that Smiti didi will have bariksha this year, so can you confirm that? And also, how was Shivangi's trip to Bangkok? Was she happy there? Is Bhaiya going to Delhi for further studies? And how is the relationship between Bhaiya and Dad now? I'm just everything is well.

Right now, I’m learning Excel (even though I’m honestly too lazy for it), but I hope by December, you've mastered more skills—both practical and emotional ones. More than anything, I hope you’ve developed confidence. Not fake, performance-type confidence, but the real kind—the quiet, steady trust in yourself.

Also… just to sneak this in—BTS is happy right now, and I hope by 8th December, they still are. I hope you’re enjoying new albums, new lives, and new strength from them. And if Twitter is a mess again, just ignore it. That’s not your burden to carry.

To future Shivanshi—whether you chose psychology, or business, or some mix of both—I hope you’re proud of yourself. And if you’re not, that’s okay too. We’ll figure it out, even if things aren’t perfect. If by any chance, you’re rethinking your decision, planning to drop a course after a year, or preparing for a new exam—I hope you’ve at least started on things like quantitative reasoning, verbal reasoning, and all that scary stuff.

There’s a lot I’m dreaming for you, I know. Maybe too much. But I believe in you. Even if others don’t always see it, I know your cousins, your childhood friends, and your past self do. So lean on them. Lean on us.

Just remember:
You are not a failure.
You are not behind.
You are in the making.
And that is brave.

I love you, future Shivanshi. I’m rooting for you—today, tomorrow, and every day after that.

With love,
Your past self – 4th July 2025