Dear Young Me,
I'm so proud of you for singing the National Anthem at your high school graduation. You sure proved everyone who tried to make you nervous that you are capable of handling things while under pressure. Congrats!
-Screw em. You Rock.
Dear Young Me,
you are perfectly ok the way you are. Don*t be foolish and try to live up to what you think peoples* expectations are: they are your own, disguised.
-Older Me.
Dear Young Me,
You may not see it yet, but you are beautiful.
-Yourself, just wiser.
Dear Young Me,
Get your back fixed before it's too late.
-In pain
Dear Young Me,
Stop limiting yourself because you're worried you'll embarrass yourself. You're not famous so no one is following you with a camera waiting for you to fail! The worst thing that could happen is that you have a great time and blush a little in the process.
Go out! Have fun!
-Awesome You
Dear Young Me,
Realize what you have before it's gone. It'll be gone eventually and you'll be sorry.
-Older Me
Dear young me,
Sorry, I (we?) haven't had any revelations lately, but do me (us?) a favor and don't get bangs.
-Older you.
Dear Young Me,
You're a lesbian. Get on that.
-Older Me