An Open Letter to My Teenage Self

Hey there, teenage me! It's me, well, you, but slightly more seasoned and with sarcasm that only comes with age. Remember those awkward teenage years? Oh, the insecurities, the drama, and the questionable fashion choices. As an older, somewhat wiser version of you, let me impart on some advice that would have saved us loads of trouble.

Journal Entry by Crazy Okie Life

You know that pimple on your forehead that you're convinced everyone is staring at? Yeah, they are, and they are probably going to talk shit about you behind your back. Embrace the awkwardness, own it like a boss, and trust me - in a few years, it'll make for hilarious stories at parties. but the goal isn't to see if anyone notices, or to try and hide your imperfections.... it's about not caring that other people have an issue with those imperfections. That becomes a them problem, not a you problem. You're never going to please everyone, so stop trying and worrying about what they think. At the end of the day, they are going to bed, not caring about your life, but their own. Start pleasing yourself, but caring and tending to what you love & stay happy.

You're Gen X... We don't care about anything petty, and I honestly think that's what makes us awesome.

Now, I also know it's perfectly fine to be clueless. Life has a funny way of working out, so relax, enjoy the ride, and remember that it's okay to change your mind a hundred times.

I remember writing in the senior book, that I planned on living in New York, as a well-known architectural & interior designer/decorator. Well, that DID NOT pan out, cause you know.... life happens quicker than you will be ready for and the family that makes it go by faster will be your whole world.

You will get married and think he's the one..... He wasn't, but was needed for that part of your story, to give you 2 beautiful girls. They are amazing and both are different from one another.

I know the snarky comments and eye rolls of your peers feel like the end of the world right now, but trust me, in a few years, you won't even remember their names or what their problem was, because it doesn't matter. Focus on your real friends, the ones who love you for the awkward, quirky, lovable mess that you are. If you can find one right now. If not, remember to love yourself first.... the friendships will come when it's pure.

You are enough, just as you are. Don't let society's standards dictate your worth. Love yourself, flaws and all, because you are unique, amazing, and deserving of all the love in the world. We think these peers get us, but they don't. They are in their own little worlds too, they do not care about your life totally. People may care, but they still have lives to live too, don't make it all about them.

So, teenage me, take a deep breath, relax, and remember that life is a roller coaster ride with ups and downs, twists and turns. Embrace the journey, learn from the bumps along the way, and most importantly, never lose your sense of humor. Oh, and one more thing - those butterfly clips & parachute pants.... Trust me, they're a phase best left in the '90s.

Stay goofy, stay true to yourself, and remember that the best is yet to come.

Oh, and there's a boy named Billy in your 5th grade class that has a crush on you... You will marry him in your 30's and have another daughter. He is the one. You are so similar in so many ways. You are both Virgos, with birthdays just 8 days apart. You will be older than him by a year, but cougar it up girl. You'll love him endlessly.

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