This weekend, I asked on instagram and WhatsApp, “if you could tell your 15 year old self something today, what would it be”. This question was inspired by my secondary school diary which I found this week. I read a little bit of it and honestly, it put a few things into perspective for me. The part I read was written when I was fourteen, and It made me realise, I don’t give mini-me enough credit.
I thought I was a silly teenager, I mean, I’ve always been ditsy and careless and just disorganised. Okay, I still am, but that being said, sometimes we look at the glass half empty, rather than half full.
The point is, it’s okay to take a look at the person you were before, it can help put into the perspective, the person you are today. So, I wrote a letter to my 15 year old self today, and I’d also be posting some of the gems you guys shared with me via instagram and WhatsApp, so thank you for that.
Dear Ameena, First of all, I love you and I am proud of you. Proud of the smile you wear on most days, proud of your acne littered face which you carry like its the smoothest face on God’s earth, and I’m proud of your achievements so far. Although, could you dial it down on the anger sooner, the world is not out to get you… don’t get so angry okay?
I know you don’t know what you want to do, but you know what you love to do, and that’s what’s going to help you make the right decisions. At 22, I am happy to let you know you would not make a major decision which you’d regret, in essence, although it doesn’t feel like it, your stomach churns, your heart races, you get anxious, but girl, you’re doing just fine.
You haven’t met some of your best friends and favorite people yet, that’s okay. You will. You wouldn’t recognize them at first, (maybe it’s that temper, See what I’m talking about. Dial it down), but you will, eventually. Your best friend now, will still be a huge part of your future, she is a ride or die after all. Trust your instincts when it comes to people waltzing into your life, it would never fail you. Trust me, I know.
You might be wondering why you feel the way you feel now, the emotions, the confusion, in a few years, you will understand and you will realize, you are not alone as well. You will lose your passion for life, you will simply live and not thrive, you will almost go over the edge, and that “almost” is what will save you. That little space between falling over and standing still.
Your greatest asset is your voice, don’t ever let it die down. I guess, I don’t have much to tell you rather than offer words of comfort really. Because, I know, you think you are confused but you are not. All the puzzle pieces will fall into place, just you watch. My job is simply to hug you tight, and warn you about the storm that’s approaching… it gets worse, before it gets better.
I have so much I want to talk to you about, but the people reading this might get bored (yup, you will still be writing at 22), so I’ll simply leave you with this: Girl, you are doing just fine.
If you could say anything to your 15 year old self, what would it be?