This speaks to me.
When I was younger, especially in my teens and a large part of my twenties, I was desperate for someone in my life who could pull me through. Through those moments when loving myself was non-factor. When I would look in the mirror and loathe the girl looking back at me. When I refused to believe that I would ever be happy. When I was just so, so lost.
That me then, needed me now. And she has her.
Given the chance, I plan on being the present and future me (wholly loving of herself and finally happy) for anyone else who needs it.