reality letter.
Dear Sara,
This is the letter that I would have written to myself four years ago when I was your age. This is what I would have told myself, and what I will tell you, even though neither of us will listen.
High school is not real life. It's a tiny, microcosm where no one acts like themselves or even has an inkling into who they will be. All of this will change the day your graduate. I know it sounds like I'm being dramatic, or even that I 'don't know what I'm talking about'. How can there be an invisible line between the day you are a high school senior and the day your a high school graduate? Very rarely have I led you wrong, except for the time I convinced you that the ginger Barbie was cuter, but you can trust in me now that I am telling the truth.
It might seem like not having the right friends or the right thing to wear or the right car or the right family, is the end of the world. And for you sometimes, it will feel so real it's actually painful. But it's not. I'm not telling you to just try and live under the radar, to never be yourself and I'm not telling you to never try to fit in. What I am saying is that none of it will ever really matter.
The most important thing I can tell you is that once high school ends, it's over. And all those really, really embarrassing or heartbreaking or stupid things that happened to you over those last four years will never hurt again. It's like once you graduate, the slate is wiped clean. And you get to go off to college with all this new amazing people who are just as ecstatic as you are to be able to go to a 2pm class in sweat pants, or eat top ramen for dinner 7 nights a week.
All you have to do, is put up with this shit for two more years. It will get easier, it will get harder, but most of all it will get closer to the end. Don't let anyone talk you into anything and don't miss out on some of what will seem like the most poignant moments of your life, just make it through-so you can start your real life.
Love,
Jessica
This is the letter that I would have written to myself four years ago when I was your age. This is what I would have told myself, and what I will tell you, even though neither of us will listen.
High school is not real life. It's a tiny, microcosm where no one acts like themselves or even has an inkling into who they will be. All of this will change the day your graduate. I know it sounds like I'm being dramatic, or even that I 'don't know what I'm talking about'. How can there be an invisible line between the day you are a high school senior and the day your a high school graduate? Very rarely have I led you wrong, except for the time I convinced you that the ginger Barbie was cuter, but you can trust in me now that I am telling the truth.
It might seem like not having the right friends or the right thing to wear or the right car or the right family, is the end of the world. And for you sometimes, it will feel so real it's actually painful. But it's not. I'm not telling you to just try and live under the radar, to never be yourself and I'm not telling you to never try to fit in. What I am saying is that none of it will ever really matter.
The most important thing I can tell you is that once high school ends, it's over. And all those really, really embarrassing or heartbreaking or stupid things that happened to you over those last four years will never hurt again. It's like once you graduate, the slate is wiped clean. And you get to go off to college with all this new amazing people who are just as ecstatic as you are to be able to go to a 2pm class in sweat pants, or eat top ramen for dinner 7 nights a week.
All you have to do, is put up with this shit for two more years. It will get easier, it will get harder, but most of all it will get closer to the end. Don't let anyone talk you into anything and don't miss out on some of what will seem like the most poignant moments of your life, just make it through-so you can start your real life.
Love,
Jessica