Letter to my old self:
Right now, you think your life "sucks." You're chasing BOYS that you already know have the incapability to love. You go for the challenge, the constant battle to make him love you back. You're worried about your hair, if it's the right color and what type of person you attract. What outfit will be perfect and what you're gonna do this weekend. You don't know what you want to do with your life yet because your whole life you've had handed to you. You smile and laugh all the time because you think you're invincible and nothing that bad could ever happen. You get what you want, and nothing could ever stop you from following your dreams. The truth is, life isn't going to be easy; it's not always fun, it's not just a game and those small things you stress about now will seem so minuscule in just a few years. You're going to have your heart broken to absolute pieces, you're going to meet someone that will show you another side of this cold world you could never imagine, you're going to feel alone even when you've got everyone on your side, you're going to go through things you never thought a human could go through, you're going to feel like giving up because things just aren't getting better. But what you don't know now is that God gave you a war of your own. A battle with yourself that no one can fix, but you. You'd think "How am I supposed to get out of this hell? I'm just a girl." But sometimes God will send an angel through hell to make her grow stronger. She will fly through it with fire on her wings as it tries to pull her down, but it will never keep her from getting back to her heaven again. One day you, too will conquer those obstacles; you will realize who is important in your life and who is not. You will realize that life is not a fairy tale and perfection is nothing but a picture. You will have gone through so much pain and suffering that one day the little things become even smaller. You'll realize that at the end of the day you made it through on your own. You didn't need a man to hold you through it or magic wand to fix everything. YOU did it on your own. That's when you'll realize, you're a woman.