Dear Eighteen-year-old me,
A lot has happened since then and now, but what I have learned
and you need to know is you have to stop being so hard on yourself.
You’re allowed to wander and be lost. You can be searching for
yourself, yet be there for everybody. You are strong enough to handle both.
Stop living to make people around you happy with your put-up sunshine
personality. Sob for a while, be moody for a day. It doesn’t matter. It’s
what will make you stronger.
You tell everyone that change is okay and yet you never let
yourself believe it. Believe in it. Let yourself loose. Go with the flow. Don’t
be so serious. Adopt your changes because, trust me, they will do better for
you in the long run.
Incidents that happen in your life do not determine who you are.
You will have to learn that the hard way. But always remember that it is what
you choose to do afterwards that will truly define you.
You will lose friends and you will be broken. But like Rumi
said, it’s from the cracks that the light enters. You will make new friends and
you will know that things will be okay. Things will come your way when they
have to, and they will be good, so stop looking.
Your thought process became mature long before it actually had
to, but that’s not bad. It’s the reason why you can help so many people now.
Keep dreaming. You are talented, smart and creative. You will
grow up to be a person you will love. You will look back on the experiences you
had and not regret it. You will grow up to be a good, sound woman this world
can lean on. Love yourself. Trust me, it will do wonders for you.
Be kind. Be grateful. Be true. Do good deeds without expecting
anything in return.
Dream. And believe in yourself.
With lots of love and the same amount of hope that makes us
naïve, but dreamers,
Your 20-year-old self (who is still learning)
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