Dear Younger Self,
When you become a woman, you will start having strange urges. You will feel the undying need to ship a female King Arthur with Diarmuid Ua Duibhne. Don’t worry. Apparently this is perfectly natural. Just embrace it.
Oh, and you’ll also have a mighty need for Liam Neeson to read you bedtime stories. You don’t know who that is yet, but it’s okay. I think.
I hope I have not scarred you for life. Lord knows your all the horrible acne you will aquire in third grade is gonna scar you plenty.
Best wishes from your tactless Future Self.