Letter to My 21-Year-Old Self

Dear Me,
I’m impressed. You made it all the way to 34 without killing anyone. You included. It sure wasn’t easy, but you pulled through it all. You were always a late bloomer which I know bothered you a lot at the time. If you’re going to get everything you wanted, does it matter when? It could have been much easier for you had you known what I know now.

Scar Tissue

Did you ever feel like crying over something silly and couldn’t explain it? Did it make you feel even worse that something so insignificant got to you? Is it just you over-reacting or is it actually deeper than you think it is?

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