A letter to my future-self

A part of the book "Discipline Psychology"

Dear Future Me,

I write to you with trembling hands because I know how easy it is to forget. I know how noise drowns truth, how comfort numbs the soul, how excuses grow into walls. I am afraid you might drift with all the glamour the world has to offer, that you might hide under the illusion of “tomorrow,” or sell your life for comfort that betrays you.

S…