So, for Christmas, my sister got me a book, that I haven't read yet, called Dear Me.Just by looking at the cover, I know it's going to be a great book. It has many of celebrities and authors writing to their sixteen year old selves. In the back of the book, there's pages for me to write. I've been thinking about this for some time now. What am I supposed to write to my sixteen year old self, when I'm only sixteen now? Here's what I've come up with. *MIND YOU, MY THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS ON EVERYDAY TOPICS ARE IN HERE. IF YOU DON'T AGREE, I REALLY DON'T CARE, BUT DO NOT START A FIGHT WITH ME ABOUT IT. THEY ARE MY VIEWS.*
Dear Sixteen Year Old Me,
Your name is Alexandria, but you prefer Alex or Ali. You live with your dad. You see your mom and stepdad on the weekends. You have a boyfriend named Michael. You have a lot of friends. Enough with the back story. You let people in too easily, which in most cases doesn't work in your favor. Your friends underestimate you. They think you're too tiny, too little, too weak, too emotional, too nice, but push comes to shove, you've been stronger than anyone ever thought you could be. You're not as weak as you seem. You're friends may be bigger in size and stature, but you? You have strength where it counts. It's in your heart. In your soul. Never let anyone tell you otherwise. They have no clue who they'd be messing with. You don't lie about anything in your past. Why should you? You've had a lot of family drama. There's a lot of things you did that you're not proud of, but you've made them all fall back together. You were naive. Everyone is at your age. You care about a lot of people, spreading your heart out for everyone you know. Sometimes they don't appreciate it. That's OK. They will some day, when they grow up. Your best friend is going into the Marines and that scares the living hell out of you. It'll be okay though. You're both probably not going to remember each other or notice to be hurt by it. He loved you, you know. Oh well. You have some mind of your own. Women in the military? You agree. Gay marriage? You agree to a point. LGBT rights? You agree. Abortion? You think is killing a little baby, from the moment that embryo is concieved, it's a baby. Some of your friends don't agree about you wanting to go into the military. Do you care though? Absolutely not. You don't know what it's like until you're in or you're surrounded by it, which you are. Thank your stepdad for that. You have so many plans for yourself before you tie the knot when you're older. Travel. Learn as much as you can. Live your life to the best of your ability. You're a delicate flower, still learning about life. You have an old soul. You're very mature for your age, but you're very insecure. You'll get over that though. Remember, you're beautiful inside and out. You're smart. Never let anyone make you feel stupid. You have a tendency to do that a lot. Remember, mommy puts it as "They may be book smart, but you, you're a survivor. If you were trapped on an island, you'd survive. They wouldn't. Books won't help you then." Love yourself as much as humanly possible.
*I could write more, but I really can't think of anything. This is what I got so far.*
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