Letter to a Younger Me

Dear a younger me,

There are so many things I wish I would have known at your age. So many things I wish I would have seen differently and believed about myself when I was growing up. I can’t make up for the lost time it took me to realize these things and truly believe my capabilities, but you can. So here’s to all you girls growing up and learning allll about the lies society tells us and the toxic situations life throws at us. Here’s to you. Because you deserve to know the truth.

You are beautiful just the way you are. There is no need to cover yourself up with makeup to become unrecognizable. There is no need to even compare yourself to others. You’re incomparable. You’re unique. 

Although you are beautiful, you are more than just a pretty face. You aren’t some object for society to use. You are a living human being with a beating heart and a bright mind full of revolutionary ideas.

Never question your worth. You are worth far more than you could ever imagine, or even be told for that matter.

Don’t waste your tears on boys; be patient and wait for a real man. It’s well worth your while in the long run and saves you from so much drama. Besides, being single is a whole lot better than being attached to someone who treats you like yesterday’s trash.

Be cautious who you let in your heart. Your heart is a precious, fragile treasure. Don’t just give it up to anyone. Not everyone will treat it as delicately as they should.

Choose your friends wisely and be careful who you open up to. There are a lot of phony people out there who are perfectly willing to fake any sort of relationship in order to exploit you. Make sure your friends are genuine and won’t leave your side. Don’t waste time on fake friends; find real ones.

Don’t rush growing up. It’s a scary, stressful world out there – take your time.

Don’t be afraid to stand up for yourself. Someone’s gotta.

Turn your pain into a purpose. Use the hardships to fuel future changes; don’t just sit around wallowing in self-pity.

You are more than your struggle. We are all a mess, but that doesn’t define you. Neither do the clothes you wear or the people you hangout with. Your identity is found in you while seeking Jesus.

Stand tall and proud in who you are, cause after all, if you don’t then who will?

Lastly and most importantly, remember Jesus loves and accepts YOU just as you are. His love and acceptance isn’t conditional. It doesn’t matter what you’ve done or how bad you think you have messed up, because Jesus accepts you with open arms just as you are.

 

 

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