Past me!
Dear Past Me,
Everything gets better after you turn 18. Everything. Seriously.
It’s not going to turn out the way you thought you would- you won’t learn to drive until 18, you don’t get a boyfriend at 16 or 17 or 20, you won’t be friends with K forever. It’s okay, things turned out better then you could have planned.
All the people who make you feel small are gone from your life and they’ve been replaced by nice people who care and want you around.
But in the mean time, be kinder to yourself, think before you speak, remember that everyone definitely doesn’t hate you (hate takes to much time and energy and they’re really just using that energy to think about themselves), and please please please stop wearing mismatching knee socks.
Love, Current Me
P.S. Listen. If you’re categorizing your feelings for a person as “basically a crush not but really” it’s a crush okay? You love Wicked for a reason.
Send me these!