|Super serious 16-year-old me!|
Wow, this letter is harder to write than I thought… and I know I’m probably over-thinking this - you’ll understand because you do the same! Would be kinda nice if you could start working on that sooner rather than later! ;)
Okay, being serious now… what can I tell you to make your coming years easier? Lots of things, of course, but I’m torn… everything you’ve experienced (and will experience) has shaped you and your life to where I am now. And I wouldn’t change this for the world – you’ll love it. I know this because... you’re me!
If I give you advice, will it change the paths you take, the choices you make? Or would it simply mean that you can give yourself permission to enjoy more and not be so devastated by the difficult times.
Anyway, I would love to make it easier for you to understand so these are my words for you:
- You aren’t responsible for the bad choices other people make.
- Happiness and unhappiness really do come from within. You can’t be responsible for another person’s deep unhappiness.
- Don’t be afraid to ask for help. It’s not weakness to admit you need help, it’s strength.
- And lastly, you are so much more resourceful and braver than you realise! Carpe diem, kiddo!
Oh, hang on, make that two requests... please, don't take up netball in your thirties. Trust me when I say, three months on crutches after rupturing your Archilles tendon is no fun at all!
PS I’m tempted to say, keep up with that guitar strumming – but you and the wonderful man you eventually marry, are going to have so many laughs when you buy yourselves a pair of guitars! It’d be a shame to spoil that!