Let them

If I could give my teenage self advise, it would be to let them. LET THEM call me over emotional because i cry when i see people reunite with their animals, or when i see a wedding. It is nothing to be ashamed of. In fact, my superpower is my big heart.

Let them call me antisocial when, in fact, it’s just that I can’t stand shallow conversation. Talk about something that means something to me, and I will talk for days. Talk about seniors and how we need to do better by them or mental health and how we can help more people not feel so damn alone. Let’s talk hair or how i can make you love yours, and I will talk for an hour.

I would tell myself to keep going. That it’s ok to be different. It’s ok to be misunderstood. Oh and hey, don’t worry about not fitting in. You just haven’t met your people yet. I would tell myself not to let people discourage me from the beauty world by telling me I’m not beautiful. I would remind myself that I don’t need to be beautiful to see and enhance the beauty in others.

Lastly, i would hug myself and tell myself that I’m enough. That I’ve always been enough and that i can do anything I set my mind to.