To know me is to know that my best words come pouring out when I write letters to myself. No matter how old you are, let this letter to my 20 year old, angsty self, be a reminder that life does get better.
To know me is to know that my best words come pouring out when I write letters to myself. No matter how old you are, let this letter to my 20 year old, angsty self, be a reminder that life does get better.
Know this, my dear reader. Your feelings are valid. Your emotions are beautiful. And sometimes the most comforting thing we can hear someone else say is ‘I know how you feel.’
If I could, I’d write every lonely heart that stumbles onto my page a handwritten letter that lets you know how utterly brilliant and significant I think you are. But all the stationary in the world wouldn’t be able to do it justice.
A whole year has passed since 21. The world has almost made a complete orbit around the sun. And it makes me wonder how many beautiful moments have happened that I’ve discounted because it didn’t happen the way I wanted.