things i would tell my thirteen year old self.

i wish i had known then what i know now. isn't that such a cliche?
it is true though. i wish i could've calmed my thirteen year old mind of all the worries she had. they were irrational. if i could talk to her, my young self, i would tell her to relax. i would tell her to learn how to breathe.
inhale.
exhale.
i would tell her the music she is listening to now is worthless. i would tell her the boys she was in love with will end up fat & ugly & still playing sports. i would tell her to stop trying to convince her best friend to like her. she ends up pregnant anyways. if i met my thirteen year old self i would tell her to start journaling now. to open up her mind & let her thoughts flow to paper. i would tell her it is okay to feel vulnerable. i would high five her for making it this far. i would tip her on the DI and on exercise. i would teach her how to use a thesauraus & show her good television.
if i ever came across my thirteen year old self i would convince her to throw all the desperate acts for acceptance out the window. i would tell her to pat herself on the back & move forward. i would teach her about blue mascara & dr. pepper.
if i ever met my thirteen year old self i would hug her. because i would know how much she ached for love then. i would spend my time convincing her that beauty is only skin deep. but most of all i would tell her to be patient because the best kind of love is coming her way.
all she has to do is endure.

if i ever met my thirteen year old self i would tell her to have faith.