Letter To Myself Five Years Ago

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I used to be an angry, young girl back then (Actually people call an angry, young man). There always used to be anger at the tip of my nose. I can say that it was one of the most beautiful phases of my life. My journey as a teen girl had only just started. I know as a teenager we experience lots of changes (I am still in my teens) and I am still experiencing new things in my life. 


 I wish I had known these things 5 years back. Then it would have been easier for me.


Dear, 

       Apekshya


I don’t know whether it is you or me but it’s ok. I just want to have a little conversation with a 5 years little version of me. Actually, after being 13, it is officially teenage. I know how you must be feeling that you are big enough to take your decisions. You are a mature one who can take care of yourself, and you start to love companions that you have made on your own(I loved it too). I know parents may sound irritating(Sometimes they still do), and they may not understand your views but have you ever thought what if you are the one who is not understanding or if you are the one who is irritating. Actually, you are not wrong neither are your parents. So let's do something. If they are being immature, or irritating let you be a mature one. It is so cool to be more mature than your parents, isn’t it? Let's have a try. I do want to try it because I also sometimes feel that my parents are not mature enough.


Hey, How can I forget? You might have a crush on someone these days. It sounds kinda interesting, I mean you start to like someone in a different way, and of course movies these days. Movies being a huge influence nowadays you might have believed that he is the one. It is completely ok because it is a certain kind of attraction that almost every teenager feels once in a while. You shouldn’t make a huge fuss about it because it happens to everyone. Later on, you are gonna laugh remembering these things. So don’t waste your time thinking about your crush and love life, instead focus on your personality development and study. I know what you must be thinking. You must be thinking that I am such an idiot(I would have thought the same) asking you to stop thinking about someone you like. I know it is very hard to control your attraction, feelings, and anger at this age. But I have something that might be helpful for you and I regret that there was no one to tell me this. I want to tell you that just go with the flow. If you are attracted to someone there is no need to regret or something. You just have to remember that everyone has gone through this phase( I mean everyone, your favorite actors, your seniors, even your parents). So you just need to be strong and love yourself(If you learn to love yourself then everyone will love you and it doesn’t matter if someone doesn't). 


 I know you have made many mistakes but making mistakes is somehow good unless you are learning from them. So the little version of me never gets afraid of making mistakes. And one more thing, never be afraid to say something that is right. I want to tell you one secret which I have learned just now and I wish I could know it before. Don’t carry the baggage of being perfect in everything. Just focus on something that you love but you have to be passionate about it. If you love games rather than studying. It is fine but makes sure that you are perfect in that one criterion and you can do something in that field in the future. I can not explain to you all of the things and I don’t either want to explain because I want you to experience something on your own. So that you will be able to recite your experiences on your own. I hope you will rise as a strong fighter woman. 



Reference:

https://www.thethirstysoul.com/a-letter-to-myself-10-years-ago/

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