I can remember from when I was really young daydreaming about being an adult and having amazingly insightful talks with myself in my head that for the most part came true
but of course a priori is no substitute for real experience and I was no more perfect in life than a drunk in a golfcart on the santa monica expressway...well, maybe a little better than that
My parents, like everyone else's were complete lunatics[but I still love them], and economics dictated single childhood so it was pretty lucky I guess that I had such a strong voice to turn to when the fecal matter got oscillated[ to borrow a phrase from my friend E.] as everyone else was pretty crazy[with the wonderful exceptions]
Only later when I came to the realization of the 'stacked' nature of time, when I began to heal myself, did I fully get the picture of what was going on. When I meditated to a center and then considered the events in the past that caused me pain the immediacy would come back but coming fully from a centeredness in love I was able to talk my frightened and hurt 'self' back to unity and peace. I was in fact giving my past self a big hug, which in reteospect really helped me through some bad times
Trust me, it was no easy task and still one I work at every day. What i came to realize in these conversations was that it was best not to put them off lest they simmer and boil over, ruining the whole show[or at least my day]. Deal with it today so you don't have to worry about it tomorrow.