To the girl I was back in high school:
I know you feel that you’ve wasted a lot of your youth on people and things that today don’t hold any real significance in your life. You fought against the world for those you loved and in the end there still was not enough room for them. So they went on with their lives and in your own ways, you did too. You fell in love at fourteen and convinced yourself that you were placed on this earth to love him above all else. And so you did. By the time it was over, you had tied too much of your existence to his and the days felt longer without him. This was the first war you fought with the world. At sixteen you fell in love again with a boy who sincerely and genuinely loved you. Even then it wasnt enough for you to stay. And for the first time the heartbreak wasn’t yours. It doesn’t make you selfish to have chosen yourself over love. over him. and so at sixteen you learned about sacrifice. know that even in a world where you don’t end up together, it will always be worth something. I know you lost a lot of people along the way and your life continuously feels emptier without them but think of all the room left for hope and change. because better things are coming even those things you’ve always thought yourself undeserving of. someone loved you then. someone loves you now, someone always will. don’t you ever let yourself forget it. you’re going to fall in love again sometime in the near future. you’ll finish college and have children. I know you worry that you don’t have what it takes but nobody ever thinks they do. I know right now the people who should be closest to you keep growing further away and I know it hurts more than you’re willing to admit but someday you will understand that some people are better loved from afar. your parents aren’t better loved from afar and regardless of what you think they will always love you even if they forget to tell you sometimes. at eighteen the world is a place you aren’t sure you want to live in but you will survive. you will win all of the battles you are fighting someday. and all things, like a work of magic, will fall into place. You’ve just got to believe in it.
