Every decision you make today is shaping the leader you’ll have to live with tomorrow.
That voice in the back of your mind? The one that whispers when you choose the easy route, or stay quiet when you should speak up, that’s your future self, watching.
And the truth is, they’re either going to thank you… or they’re going to resent you.
We talk a lot about legacy like it’s something that happens later. Something you build once you’ve “made it.” But legacy doesn’t live in the future, it’s built in the micro-decisions you make now.
What you tolerate. What you prioritise. What you say “yes” to… and what you walk away from.
Every action compounds. Every hesitation echoes. Every compromise leaves a footprint.
And the leader you’ll become one day? They’re already in the making.
Every major inflection point in my own journey, every leap, every failure, every rebirth, came from a single moment of accountability.
The question I had to ask myself again and again was simple: Will the future me be proud of this?
Not proud of the outcome. Proud of the courage.
Because when you strip it all down, your reputation, your titles, your LinkedIn profile, all that remains is whether you led with intention or convenience.
Most people live as if no one’s watching. Leaders live as if the only person watching is the one they’ll meet in the mirror ten years from now.
Your future self is watching how you handle failure. How you speak to people who can’t give you anything in return. How you respond when things don’t go to plan.
And they’re keeping score. Not to judge, but to remember.
The truth is, legacy isn’t built by grand gestures. It’s built by consistency under pressure. By showing up, again and again, even when the world stops clapping.
The question isn’t “Who do you want to be someday?” It’s “Who are you rehearsing to become right now?”
Because every moment, every decision, every silence, every act of courage, writes a line in the story your future self will read back to you one day.
So, what story will they thank you for writing?
Love, Corrie