*This is a work of fiction*
I want to write to my younger self, to tell her some of the things I have learned in the years between the person I was and the person I now am.
I would tell her to be braver. There are never more things missed than because she was not brave enough to take them.
I would tell her to take the job- it doesn’t matter if it’s far away or will take you from the people you love. Sometimes, that’s a good thing- no matter how much you think it isn’t. It might have saved a lot of heartbreak for both of us.
I would tell her that above everyone else, she needs to be happy. Stop saying the things you think people want to hear, stop trying to be a person that you just aren’t. Or, try to be that person for real rather than simply acting. You’ll be happier for it, I’m sure. The truth is, I haven’t quite yet mastered that one.
I would tell her to keep writing, and to DO something with it. Those plays and novels you’ve started and yet just sit there collecting dust aren’t going to do anything for you. We could be bestsellers by now, you know.
Do more things on your own, is something I would tell my younger self. It’s OK to be on your own, regardless of how you feel. Whether its something big or something small, just go for it. You’ll never know how dependent on your independence you will have to be.
I would tell her to let go. Of the guy, of the friendships, of the things that are unobtainable. We’re dreamers- girl, I know that, but some things are just not meant to be. It doesn’t matter how he makes you feel, or that you want to be included. It’s a harsh reality, but you needed to learn it then rather than me learning it now.
I would also tell her to hold on. There are friends you let pass you by because you couldn’t muster the strength or energy to keep it going. That’s not OK, and your life might be richer with them in it. Find the energy, muster the courage and keep that friendship alive. They may depend on you as much as you depend on them.
I would tell her to have an open mind, to try things. You don’t know who you are yet, you need experiences for that. So go out, and get some. But, don’t get your fringe cut- you always think it will work, and it never does. We’re just not fringe people, my dear.
I would tell her to be patient. The diet isn’t going to happen overnight, and nor is the life you’re dreaming of. I know all about it- I remember it so clearly. I hate to break it to you, but we’re not quite there yet. But you have to work for it, and there is a difference between patience and procrastination. That dream life isn’t going to happen if you wait forever, so learn the difference.
I would tell her to stand up for herself. Don’t let the words you’re so desperate to say get stuck at the back of your throat. Don’t sit there in silence with wide eyes and nothing to say. Speak out, because respect is worth more than acceptance. If they don’t respect you, they won’t accept you. And one lasts longer than the other. Staying silent won’t help, and will allow people to take control. Take control of your own life, little one. Don’t let anyone else think you’re OK when you’re not. It’s unhealthy, trust me.
I would tell her to trust her instincts. Learn that not everyone is to be trusted, and to not wear your emotions on your sleeve. You have to be tougher than that if you want to get better- because otherwise you are going to go through some rough times. And they might say it makes you stronger, but trust me- it doesn’t. It just hurts like hell. Protect yourself, my darling younger self.
I suppose it would be a letter of regrets, but also of hope. Hope that I could be a better person that I have been. Hope that if I knew then what I know now, the mistakes made wouldn’t be in vain, that they wouldn’t be so pointless. I want this letter to make a stronger and braver version of myself- one who isn’t afraid to take chances or step a little out of line.
I want to make a happier version of me. A person who isn’t going to look back on her life and wonder ‘what if’? Two words that are completely harmless on their own but when put together have the ability to change a person’s life forever.
So my big ‘what if’ today would be…what if I really could send this letter to myself? Would it change anything?