I was on the site 20 Something Bloggers earlier, and one blogger, Andrea Regueria, posted in one forum a great topic to blog about–writing your teenage self a letter. I did a lot of stupid stuff towards the end of my teen years–goofing off my junior and senior years, failing a few classes that I had no business failing, not walking with my class, getting pregnant at 18 and becoming a mom at 19, getting dumped by Nicky’s idiot father at 20, failing horribly at two (count them, two!) universities and ultimately losing financial aid at both schools–some of which made me into the person that I am today, the rest just stuff that I wish I could go back in time and kick my teenage ass over. Instead of writing a letter, which would be too time consuming, and let’s face it, Teenage Me wouldn’t have bothered to read it because I thought I knew every damn thing back then, I am going to give Teenage Me just a little advice and a heads up on the consequences that lurk ahead in the years to come.
*You won’t believe me now, you won’t see it until you’re about 25, but you are absolutely beautiful. I know you think you are ugly and you want plastic surgery on the nose you think is too big and you hate your high forehead and all your curves and features that don’t exactly blend in with all your friends, but you are so, so beautiful. I wish you would see it for yourself at 16 because that would stem the tide of bad decisions that you make in the next few years.
*Don’t worry so much about having a boyfriend. You’ll learn that you’re completely fine without one. I know you think you are a loser because you haven’t been kissed yet, but you aren’t a loser. You aren’t ugly or hideous or gross. You just go to an all girls’ school and you are insanely sheltered. In a year’s time, you will kiss a stupid boy at Burger King who just wants to get in your pants and since you won’t give it up, pretty much ignores you forever. You won’t even like him. You will feel like an idiot, and I wish that you would listen to Jari, but I know you think that there is something wrong with you if you don’t kiss him. Please don’t kiss him. Save that kiss for someone who deserves it. That kiss leads to a long line of stupid mistakes with guys that you still will have a hard time with when you are nearly 26.
*School is so important. So much more important that the kids you are going to meet at Burger King, the same kids that you try to fit in so badly with because they think you are stuck up because you go to a Catholic school and this Burger King thing is the first time in your life that you feel like you don’t exactly fit in at all. Don’t blow your 3.5 GPA over these kids. It’s not worth it. You are going to screw up so bad in the next two years and everything you worked for since Kindergarten is going to go down the drain. You never get to join NHS, you never get to graduate with honors. Remember that you wanted to graduate with honors. Please, please do your homework and get up and go to class. And please stop thinking your SJA friends are lame. They are not lame. They all go on to four year universities while you become a teen mom who is struggling to pay her bills. And 10 years from now you will be a receptionist who makes $10.25 an hour and is still a freshman in college. Please just focus on school.
*You have no idea how much that postcard from Yale will still mean to you at 25.
*Stop being such a bitch. You will regret some of the things you did and the way you treated people when you lay in bed at night years and years down the road.
*After you get pregnant, which you will do because you will become a mom to the most beautiful and amazing boy you’ll ever lay eyes upon, please just ditch his dad and do it alone. Because you are going to do it alone anyway, and it’s easier to get rid of him before you talk yourself into falling in love with him. You can do better, please remember that you are beautiful and you can do so much better than him. Please don’t waste two years of your life on him. It will take you years to finally let go and you will never trust a man with your heart ever again. And if you don’t let go of him after you get pregnant, please don’t take him back. He leaves you when Nicholas is 10 months old.
*Follow your dreams. Try to become a singer. Keep writing those stories and poems. Don’t ever give up.
I’m sure there’s more that I could say, but I think that I covered the things that matter the most. I think I might do another episode before my birthday in December, but please feel free to share a few things you’d share with yourself if you could 🙂