Words to our younger selves

What would we say to our younger selves to try and prepare them for the absolutely unhinged characters we would encounter as we got older?

Kid, you know you are different. This is profoundly, profoundly true to a degree you will spend your entire life making sense of.
You want to be a good citizen of the world, a good custodian of the commons, you want to leave the world better off. NOT EVERYONE IS LIKE THIS.
Wtf, you say. Why wouldn’t anybody want to be a source of joy? Because they are scared. Joy takes courage. You’re scared too. I’m scared too. Everyone is scared. But some people face their fears and others cower away from it. And the more these people avoid their fears, avoid their dreams, avoid everything, they become haunted spirits, ghouls, zombies, vampires, detached from their emotions, cut off from light. You struggle to understand them because they have descended into madness and chaos. They have abdicated their thrones, their kingdoms are in ruin and disrepair, the war of all against all.
You want to help others. That is kind of you. Because you wish somebody had helped you, and nobody did. In this way you are making an effort to reshape the world into something kinder, more just. That is truly wonderful. But. Not everyone is like you. Not everyone wants to receive help. Not everyone appreciates it, respects it, honors it. Some will reject help. Some will attack and antagonize those who help. Strangely, the best help you offer others will often be simply you living your best life as a shining example of what is possible.