a letter to my fourteen-year-old self

*I can't take credit for this idea. I've seen it floating around on the blogosphere from a couple of different places. I forget exactly where, but I liked the idea. Here goes nothin'.
Dear me,

High school is pretty intimidating. And some of the styles people put on (i.e. baby shirts and bad pleather pants) are pretty heinous. But those years of being a faux-hippie aren't cute either. I don't know why you thought that was cool.

Don't worry, you will eventually get contacts. It may not be for another five years, but Mom will finally let it happen. And it will cost you a small fortune.

That medication is going to make you lactose intolerant. Drink as much milk and eat as much ice cream as you can.

You will get into college. You can stop freaking out now.

You're not going to marry that boy. Not even close. That boy is actually going to turn out to be a real jerk and do a lot of terrible things to you. But he's going to teach you a lot about life. And yourself. And about what a real man should be.

But don't you worry, you're going to meet the right man. In class. When you least expect it.

You're going to turn into an excellent baker. But you won't learn how to cook. It's just not happening.

I do have to tell you something important. You're going to make some terrible decisions when it comes to friends. You're going to make friends with some bad people. People who are bad influences. You're going to make yourself sick.

But you know what? You're going to get better. You will move past it. And although things won't get 100 percent fixed, it will be more manageable.

And you will find better friends.

You're a smart girl.

And people love you. More than you can possibly imagine.

Love,
Me

9 comments:

  1. Love this! Maybe I should do it - high school always seems to be a weird time for a lot of girls.

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  2. Definitely going to do this!! LOVE IT!!

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  3. Don't you wish we could actually do this?? High school was such an awful time, this would've definitely helped. And hey. . . what's wrong with being a faux hippie, hmm??

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  4. I really like this. High school was an awful time for me...I'll never forget how miserable it was. In fact, some of it still bothers me today. It definitely would have been nice to have a warning from my older self!

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  5. I love this. I found it do helpful when I posted something similar. Almost like a peace of mind! So true and beautiful.

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  6. this is so stinkin presh.
    YOU are presh!

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  7. I love this! I've been trying to write more and think this would be a fun thing to do. It's a great eye opener to see how much you've grown.

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  8. Great letter. The last line is one that should end every letter. Absolutely perfect.

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