16 year old me. I sure wish I could tell you some things that would have made your high school years easier. You were so insecure, longing to belong, and had no idea just how beautiful and smart you really were.
I’d tell you that those sideways glances and whispered conversations going on around you…are not always about you. And that even if they are, you shouldn’t let it bother you.
Those people’s actions say way more about their character than it does about you.
I would tell you not to tell people that you thought were your friends about that date. In fact, I would tell you not to go on that date at all.
That you will wish you could take back some words that you say and things that you do. So don’t say them and don’t do them.
I would tell you it is better to be ridiculed for not doing the popular thing. And that being yourself, uniquely creative and bold, is the best way to be.
That those who cannot handle your uniqueness are not your people. Find a different circle where you are valued. Not used.
I would tell you not to be afraid of your gifts. To use your voice. To take that chance.
I would tell you to spend more time with your family. That in less than 10 years your precious Daddy would be gone and you would wish you had more time.
I would tell you that you are so very loved. That no matter what you do or say there is a God that you speak of, yet don’t intimately know yet, that knows you very well.
He loves you so much He died for you.
And if you will let Him in now, He will take all the burdens you carry away. You don’t need to be strong enough to bear it all. That’s His job.
And you can just be. Be a kid. Stop trying to grow up so fast. Relax. Love yourself.
You are going to be with you for a long time.