Dear Younger Me


 


Dear Younger Me


Dear younger me,

 I know that the world feels like a confusing and, at times, scary place. Right now you're noticing all the pain and darkness in life, but I promise there is so much kindness and light. It will all flood in when you choose to let it - acceptance is key.

You're loved. You have always been loved. And loving yourself will come in time and with acceptance; in truth you'll only start learning to do so when you hit age seventeen. Right now things don't make sense, but as life unfolds, so will answers to questions you've had your whole life. Your uniqueness will all make sense in the end. In truth, it won't be until year 13 that things will really start to make sense, but you'll be ok - just keep on being you and you'll be fine.

Adulthood and the independence it brings seems distant, yet nerve-racking. I know. It comes to you so quickly, though. Allow yourself to stay an unconcerned child for as long as you can. And please, just be kinder to yourself. You'll never feel ready to grow up but you don't need to worry about that just yet; focus on the beautiful moments and be excited for all those you'll have when you do get older.

Friendships will come and go, and its going to hurt. There are some great people in the world though, and with time you will be able to trust and make connections with those who you will one day be able to call your closest friends. I know that school is really difficult for you at the moment, a complex and daunting place. Remain bold, continue to be brave. Throughout secondary school things will start to fall into place, you'll meet teachers along the way that will change your life forever.

Although at the moment it seems far from the truth, you must hold onto the fact that you are absolutely perfect at being you and nobody else could do a better job at it.

You'll be just fine. You need to hold onto that hope. There is a little light inside you and as you grow, it will too.

With love,

Your 18 year old self.

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