More than anything he'd probably be enlightened by the fact that I like banging dudes too.

Probably not, but the Steam Deck would blow his mind.

Yeah I'm what my 14 y/o self never wanted to become and I'm fine with disappointing him lol

I'm going to enjoy torturing my 14-year-old self. My 14-year-old self was a shithead. But I was raised in a conservative Catholic house, and at that age I firmly embraced the version of reality common among the Fox News set. I was that annoying conservative high schooler. Sure I was repping hard, but I was still an idiot.

Now I'm a late-30s trans woman, about to celebrate 8 years of marriage to my wonderful husband.

The things I can say. I'm going to haunt this kid's dreams.

Look man, If I wanted to disappoint two people at once I'd take my parents out for dinner or find a couple of neurotypicals and have a threesome.

Hell yeah she would. I'm relatively safe and no longer being traumatized, that's all she ever wanted.

That little fuckhead got me into this mess.

I'm one of the few people who's 14 yo self would fucking admire, mostly for stupid teenage horny reasons but also video game industry reasons.

I'm not sure if I'd be proud or disappointed.

I don't know if I'd be excited that I found things that made life worth living, or consider myself a failure for getting it wrong when I tried. Reflecting on that age, I don't think myself an idiot or anything, I just see a kid who tried their best with what they had, and had already given up on what seemed like an inescapable situation. I feel bad for 14 year-old me, and I'm not sure I'd be able to face that kid without feeling completely destroyed.

Listen, I'm not here to impress a mentally ill child. But also no.

ftfy.

At 14 I was self harming and only couple years from my first suicide attempt. I don’t do either now, so yes, probably

Probably not, but I'm not very proud him either soo...

If I had advice to give my younger self, I'd have to be very careful about the whole causality problem. At 45 I have two awesome kids aged 5 and 2. I have an amazing wife who multiplies both my happiness and ability to make a living. Both my wife and I were previously divorced. I wouldn't change anything that might prevent me from meeting her and helping to bring my kids into the world.

If I had perfect temporal guardrails that would ensure this family path, I'd tell my younger self that it works out pretty well in the long run, but huge mistakes were needed to forge me into who I am today. Also, buy Nvidia stock.

I just want to hug him and tell him and anyone his age that "teenage/school years are the best years of your life" is a bold-faced LIE.

It gets better.

It gets WAY better.

He'd probably give suicide a lot more consideration.

14 y/o me would be pretty damn jealous.

14-year-old me would be shocked that I'm even alive at 38, let alone living comfortably with a loving family.

Real talk, i was on Accutane back then and i seriously don't remember much of my life between 13-15yo. I was only supposed to be on it for 6 months but insurance crap left me taking half doses for a couple year. The pros of that time are, ill never have a pimple again... cons include, i have extremely dry skin all the time, i tried to murder my mom, i tried to kill myself several times, i have limited memory of my early teen years, it took me years afterwards to feel "like me". Would 14 year old me be proud of me? He'd probly pull a knife on me and forget it ever happened.
Ha ha sorry got a little dark there for a second. IDK if its even available anymore but stay away from that crap if it is.

I think 14 year old me would be most disappointed that I'm no longer catholic. She'd probably be a mix of angry and excited that I'm trans. Shocked and confused when I explain to her that her parents' marriage is really really bad and she's going to need therapy for the way her dad treats her. Then she's going to be kinda pissed when I tell her that her dad is right about her needing to do better in school, it's just that he shouldn't be yelling at her until she self harms about it. She'll be proud I'm still friends with her friends and that I got out of Ohio to somewhere cool.

Oh then she's going to be incredibly disappointed I married someone with tattoos, especially since I'll call her a classist little shit about it, and that I never had kids.

14 year old me would be very impressed with the things I have in my garage, but I'm not sure he'd be impressed with a depressed man in his 30's.

I dunno about "proud", 14-year-old me was around when saying "gay" was usually a punchline, or an insult. Maybe he'd be surprised about my ex-boyfriend. Or my current boyfriend.

Whatever problems he might have with my current self, he'd definitely come around after all the insider trading information I'd give him. Then he'd definitely be quick about doing things I actually wish I'd done sooner, like quitting marching band and switching to theatre. Focusing on trades, rather than racking up debt, then later burning out trying to get an engineering degree. Things like that.

Honestly 14 year old me might not like what I do, but I wish she could have found out then what I would finally become.

I would just encourage 14 year old me to knock my dad out until he figured out I wasn't his beast of burden to yell and scream at. The last time he laid hands on me was 14. At the time I didn't realize I physically intimidated him.

I think i would be mostly proud of myself. I did a lot of things right, but recently i keep asking myself the question "would i want to spend time with myself"? Like if there was a perfect clone of myself, same mindset, same body, same everything, would i like them?

Most of my life, the answer has been "Yes". Now, i'm starting to respond to it with "no", actually not. I'm just not the kind of person myself that i myself would like to be around; ironically that's what makes me more popular among other people, it seems. So i've traded liking to be around myself to others liking to be around me. I still like myself, but i wouldn't wanna be with another version of myself, if that makes sense. Of some things, there better exist only one of it, if you know what i mean.

Probably not 14-year-old me, but 12-year-old me, yes, because I used to lie to my classmates that I lived in a three-story geodesic dome home with a hot tub on the top main floor, and now that I am an adult, by complete and total happenstance, I live in a three-story geodesic dome with a hot tub on the top main floor.

I am not attempting to defend my lying, I know it was stupid, it was foolish, and I regret it to this very day, but it is interesting that it became the truth eventually.

Shocked that I am still alive.

Extremely unsurprised by my mental health.

i transitioned, my 14 year old self would cry from joy

14 year old me would be confused and horrified by more than one thing. Starting with the LGBTQ+ acceptance, no faith, the fact that I'm doing a job that would be considered inhumane at all, and that I'm under some boss.

On top of that, I am no longer asexual, so imagine how mind-blowing that is to someone for who doing the things I did was completelly unthinkable.

Oh and the whole saving a life thing, my psych diagnosis proving I'm not simply lazy, the anti-human relationships outlook, lack of gaming desire.

I'm an incredibly lucky man

I've led a life that even I sometimes have to remind myself isn't a dream

I have loved deeply, been married, divorced, engaged again to the person who is my best friend

I have travelled, seen amazing things, lived in a few countries and experienced things I couldn't have imagined

I have studied at university, as well as getting a trade and progressing a very long with that

I have been wealthy, I own some stuff that the younger me would think is pretty cool, but I have few material possessions now because "stuff" doesn't really matter to me

I have lived in some of the biggest cities in the world, and now I enjoy peace and quiet in one of the most beautiful places in the world

The porn I create has tens of millions of views, I've done things that are wild, creative and on occasion, sexy

I'm the luckiest bastard on Earth

14 year old me would not even have the capacity to comprehend it.

Future was just some made up nonsense back then and absolutely every single adult was part of a hive mind connected back to my mother. In addition, people weren't really people, they were more like background noise who i had to be cautious of. The world didn't exist outside my field of view.

I would kick 14 year old me in the ribs without a second thought. Kid was dumb af.

If 14 year old me isn't impressed with all the MILFs I hang out with on the regular now, #1 being my wife, his judgment can't be trusted.

Other than possibly confusing me for our dad, yeah. I'd be impressed by what I have accomplished. I'd also be annoyed at the life advice I'd give myself.

Absol-fucking-lutely they would. 14 year old me was dealing with some bullshit and would be ecstatic that we got through it and that things got better. Kudos to anyone who survived their teens and come out even mildly well adjusted, much less happy.

Now? Doubt it.

Like 3-5 years ago? Sure.

I've seen multiple people naked in person so yeah, I'd be a god to 14 year old me.