Recently I've asked the faculty at Linden Hall to write letters to themselves as teenagers as a way to give advice to our girls. Reliving adolescence is not something I enjoy, but writing this letter turned out to be very therapeutic. Here's the result:
Jess,
Your
parents do know what they’re talking about.
Listen to them.
Don’t
worry about what “those girls” have to say.
They’re not friends. Their opinion
of you doesn’t matter, because they don’t know you or care about you. They make those comments because they’re
insecure about themselves. Really, you
should feel sorry for them (someday you will).
That
guy… he’s not worth it either. You may
think there couldn’t be anyone better for you.
There is, and he is so much better for you than you can imagine right
now. He’ll complement you in all the
best ways. Before you meet him, though,
you have to get comfortable with yourself.
In the
next few years a lot will happen. You’ll
lose some people who are very important to you.
It will hurt. A lot. In the end, you won’t regret getting close to
them. Some of these people were good for
you; some weren’t, but you learned from each relationship and it made you a
better person. There will be a time that
you won’t want to let people get close to you because you don’t want to get
hurt. Fight this feeling. There are people you should stay away from,
but there are more that will become like family if you take a risk and open
yourself up to them.
Seek
advice from people who have gone through this part of life already (Yes, your
parents. They do know some stuff).
Don’t
be afraid to cry. It’s always best to
acknowledge your feelings. Sometimes these
feelings are ridiculous, so learn to decipher the truth from the lies your
insecurities tell you. (Not being great
at that one thing doesn’t negate all the skills you do have. Embrace who you are and hone the natural
ability you have in other areas. You’ll
feel so much better about yourself and you’ll contribute something great to the
world that no one else can.)
Don’t
make any important decisions after 10pm.
Things always look worse at night.
Go to bed. It will be better in
the morning. There are few things that
sleep, coffee, and chocolate can’t cure.
If it’s still bad in the morning, call your mom. She may not always have the answer, but she
will make you feel better. So will your
dog (always have a dog).
Finally,
live boldly and love unswervingly. You
won’t regret it.
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