Dear 32-year-old Me,
If you're reading this, well, congratulations! You've successfully navigated the stormy seas of puberty, the turbulent waters of teenage years, and the seemingly never-ending ocean of early adulthood. It's me, your 12-year-old self, writing this letter from the time when our hair was full of glittery clips and our heart was full of dreams. And boy, do I have some questions for you!
Do you remember how we used to walk around with our heads down, convinced that people were constantly talking about us and our family? Tell me, do we still do that? Or have we finally realized that the world doesn’t spin around us? And please, tell me we've grown taller than 4’11? No? Well, I guess the good things really do come in small packages!
And what about the shyness? Did we ever overcome it? I'd love to know if we’ve become the life of the party or at least the life of a small gathering. And by the way, do we dance yet, or does the mere thought of it still make us feel like a cat in a room full of rocking chairs?
Oh, and remember those people who left us, those who betrayed us? Please tell me we've learned to let go, to forgive. I'm carrying a lot of weight here with all this grudge, and I really hope we've managed to lighten our load.
How about the bullying? Has it left its mark on us? Or have we managed to find love and acceptance within ourselves? I hope we've learned that we are so much more than their words, that we're a beautiful mess, an original masterpiece.
And those crushes? The ones who made our heart race and then broke it into a million pieces? Have we found someone who loves us, who values us? More importantly, have we learned to love ourselves enough to choose the right person for us?
Lastly, do we still scribble those sad notes or have we learned to seek help when we need it? I hope we've realized that it's okay not to be okay, and it's even more okay to ask for help when we're not.
Well, that's it from my end. It sounds like we have had quite a journey, huh? So here's what I wish for you, my future self: May you continue to grow and evolve, to stumble and get back up, to love and to be loved. May you find joy in the smallest moments, courage in the toughest times, and beauty within yourself.
And most importantly, Happy Birthday! I can't wait to become you.
Yours in time,
12-year-old You
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