I wish I could go back and help my younger self in so many ways. I look back at each year and remember the struggles of youth. I see my very chlorinated hair and my fashion choices and all that was going on in my head and all that I didn't know would happen. I remember how much I cared about how I looked. Like I felt bad for others if I wasn't skinny enough. Why did I feel bad- no one else cared. Or how I didn't have any brand name clothing. Or who was friends with who and why...But I also loved my friends and my life. And I had so much passion and emotion. That was high school of course. Me and @anniews had a fine old time. It was hard. But it was good. I have to say that now.. but it really was good. Right?