...As promised, I said it would post more Dear 16 Year Old Me letters. I've being feeling really guilty that I haven't posted more lately, as I have some wonderful letters that have been sitting in my inbox for a long time now. One of those letters is from Rachel at Delete the Adjectives. Here is her letter...
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{22 year old Rachel}Dear 16 year old Rachel,
Don’t worry it gets better. You’ll grow out of your all black, all the time phase. The planet is bigger than your private school fishbowl and you’ll get to see the world. It really is amazing as they say It is.
Stop fighting with your mother. She might seem overbearing and old and unyielding now but really she’s just trying to save you from heart ache and be a good mom, even though some of it might be a little bit misguided. In a few years she’ll be the very first person you turn to when something goes wrong or something goes right or nothing’s going on at all.
Ask him out! It turns out to be one of the best decisions you make as a teenager. The fact that he’s over a foot taller than you starts mattering less and less the more you kiss him. And he’ll love you forever, no really. Ring on your finger and everything. You will have the most amazing honeymoon.
Embrace the fact that you don’t drink or do drugs. It turns out your brain cells start really working in your favor come college instead of making you look like a dork, as they do in high school. You’ll get a couple of wild college nights, live to tell the tale and have that be enough. Some things never change.
Learn to text message. It’s amazing.
Savor the time with your brother. I know there are times when he gets a little annoying now but he’ll be your best friend in a couple years time , you’ll miss him terribly when you go away to college and you are both going to need each other to make it through what lies ahead in a short few months and then again in a short few year. It all works out but most of it really sucks.
Never be afraid to stick up for the underdog or speak your mind, even when you are in the minority. You’ll get braver as time goes on. By the time you finish college you’ll have marched on city hall in defense of gay rights, animal rights, and women’s rights and your future husband will be with you all the way.
Love, your 22 year old self
PS: Don’t forget to laugh.
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Thanks so much for taking part Rachel, and thanks for your patience!
xx
Don’t worry it gets better. You’ll grow out of your all black, all the time phase. The planet is bigger than your private school fishbowl and you’ll get to see the world. It really is amazing as they say It is.
Stop fighting with your mother. She might seem overbearing and old and unyielding now but really she’s just trying to save you from heart ache and be a good mom, even though some of it might be a little bit misguided. In a few years she’ll be the very first person you turn to when something goes wrong or something goes right or nothing’s going on at all.
Ask him out! It turns out to be one of the best decisions you make as a teenager. The fact that he’s over a foot taller than you starts mattering less and less the more you kiss him. And he’ll love you forever, no really. Ring on your finger and everything. You will have the most amazing honeymoon.
Embrace the fact that you don’t drink or do drugs. It turns out your brain cells start really working in your favor come college instead of making you look like a dork, as they do in high school. You’ll get a couple of wild college nights, live to tell the tale and have that be enough. Some things never change.
Learn to text message. It’s amazing.
Savor the time with your brother. I know there are times when he gets a little annoying now but he’ll be your best friend in a couple years time , you’ll miss him terribly when you go away to college and you are both going to need each other to make it through what lies ahead in a short few months and then again in a short few year. It all works out but most of it really sucks.
Never be afraid to stick up for the underdog or speak your mind, even when you are in the minority. You’ll get braver as time goes on. By the time you finish college you’ll have marched on city hall in defense of gay rights, animal rights, and women’s rights and your future husband will be with you all the way.
Love, your 22 year old self
PS: Don’t forget to laugh.
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Thanks so much for taking part Rachel, and thanks for your patience!
xx
that's so sweet! i love "ask him out!" what a sweet story!
ReplyDeleteI always enjoy the 'Dear 16 Year Old Me' letters - but for some reason I particularly enjoyed this one :)
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such a sweet one! i wish i could say i met my future husband when i was a teen :) it would have saved me a lot of love catastrophes! LOL
ReplyDeletei love the p.s.
I've just found your blog through Megan @ Time After Tea. I did a similar thing on my blog a while back and thought you might like it: http://lifelikelola.blogspot.com/2010/01/dear-me-again.html I look forward to catching up on your blog!
ReplyDeleteYay, I've missed these posts. Wonderful letter x
ReplyDeleteWow, this is such a good idea! I've loved reading through it. Everything you say is so true. I wish I had had my actual self telling my 16 year-old self these things when I was a teen...
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Great letter. I've missed you!
ReplyDeletei can relate to the letter. thank you for posting it. we are all in this together. it is so obvious... http://lara-serbin.blogspot.com/
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for the opportunity to participate. It was really fun to think about who I was almost 6 years ago and how everything changes. Plus, I just love this series so much, how could I not participate?
ReplyDelete"The fact that he’s over a foot taller than you starts mattering less and less the more you kiss him" lol that's my favorite line. so cute!
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