Dear my 13 year old self,
I’m telling you that in the next years to come, so many things are yet to happen. Our life is stretched out before us with so many possibilities filling the horizon, and I promise you that everything that you’ll go through is happening for a reason. You’ll make good and bad decisions. You’ll experience terrible and great things. But you’ll rise from it all and know that once you do, I am proud of you and everything you will become.
2am is the only one who could keep all your secrets.
You’ll learn to live with the sadness.
Sometimes it’ll feel like things won’t get easier. They do if you let them.
Not all of your burned bridges would make you feel better in the end.
Don’t ask yourself to try harder. Thank yourself that at least you tried.
You’re allowed to make mistakes. Make as many of them as you can.
Don’t ask too much from yourself to be strong all the time. If you have to, it’s okay to be weak, too.
If they make you feel alone even when you’re with them, they’re not really your friends.
Those moments of solitude would help you get through it all, I promise.
Don’t be ashamed of the things you love, even if it’s deemed “uncool.”
Learn limitations. Listen to criticisms so you can work on being better, but not too much that it’ll trample over your self worth. Take joy in the things that you do, but not so much that you’d no longer have time for work. Be kind, but don’t be a pushover. Use your voice, but know when to pick your battles.
Try not to expect too much from people.
Love is not just between two people who share a bond. It is many different things. Love is waiting for sunsets by the beach and taking the indigo and orange hues in. Love is hugging your dog each morning. Love is the first cup of coffee for the day. Love is knowing some people stayed.
Believe in love.
Your happiness doesn’t rely on you going after your dreams and goals. Happiness is simple. You can find it when you’re amidst books, watching your favorite film, being with the best people.
Be kinder to yourself. You are a working progress.
The truth is that no one really knows what they’re doing in life. No one has it all figured out.
You are not alone.
Not everyone will always understand. Don’t blame them.
It makes a lot of difference when someone sees you as the person you wish to be.
You’ll have friends whom you can call in the middle of the night when you need them, friends who’d meet with you and go on long walks in the night talking about existential crisis, mean people, and your next steps. On days when you feel like you need somebody, you don’t have to be alone.
Learn to finish what you’ve started.
Don’t be afraid to make decisions in life that isn’t the same as everyone else’s.
You’re going to be alright.
June is my birthday month. The thought of turning twenty three soon is giving me hives.