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Dear Teen MeDear Teen Me,

Yes, you there.

You in the horn-rimmed glasses in your stupid millwheel hat. You knew you’d look totally dumb wearing that to a carnival party, didn’t you? And now you sit there hating the music, hating the people who dragged you there, hating your hair, your figure, your baggy tapered jeans and most of all your glasses. Yes, I know all that. I remember the whole damn evening, when they seemed to play nothing but Salt’n’Pepa, Rozalla and KLF. What did you think they’d play, Paul McCartney, or Elvis Costello? What did you expect the boys would do – would they suddenly notice you with that milDear Teen Me6 months ago in Adult

Dear Teen MeDear Adolescent Self,

I know, everything sucks and you don't want to hear from some lame-ass old person. Lame-ass old people try to tell you things like this all the time, but they're just stupid old people that can't possibly understand. You don't respect me because I'm not in a band, I don't have black hair, and I don't look awesome. I don't write screamey songs that speak to your weasley black soul, nor am I Tim Burton or Freddie Mercury. I get it, past self. I get it. Frankly, I don't want to hear things from me either most of the time. As lame as I may be, just hear me out for a minute.

There's this thing you should really, really try,Dear Teen Me6 months ago in Adult

dear teen meDear Sarah,
            Remember that time you tried to top yourself by hiding under the covers? That was hilarious. I remember you tugging at the edges of the blanket and praying, without a shred of scientific evidence, that the lack of oxygen would be enough to kill you. You sat under there for something like fifteen minutes before you gave up and went to make a sandwich. But while you were under there, choking a little on your pillow because you never washed your sheets, I remember you thought someone was watching. Someone who understood your suffering. Someone who understood you.
            Kid, that was me. And I've got two words for you: man up. Life can get a whole lot harder than this. Before too much longer, it's going to. And by the time you get to my age, you're going to be glad.
            Why were youdear teen me6 months ago in Adult

Dear Daddy's GirlDear Naive 15,

You're ignorant as Hell.

You dress in baggy blue jeans, wear an oversized hoodie every day, and never let your hair down. Students at school, and even your mom, think you're gay… and you don't even know.

All of your classmates blame you for a burn book that circulated after that Mean Girls movie. Everyone thinks you're a jealous bitch and secretly they mock you. How can you not see that?

Your teachers are all positive that you cut yourself and that you're always on drugs. Even now you have no idea why they ask you to take your jacket off during class. Could it be that you always wear long sleeves?

It's okay, sweetheart. Dear Daddy's Girl6 months ago in Adult

Dear Teen Me

Dear Teen Me,

You were an annoying brat and I'm glad I'm rid of you, and so is everyone else.

Sincerely,
Adult Me.Dear Teen Me6 months ago in Adult

Dear Teen Ruby RoseDear Ruby,

I know you hate me calling you that. I know you'd rather I use one of the millions of aliases you've buried yourself under over the years, the way you used to hide under pillows or disappear into piles of leaves, or cover yourself in snow while the other kids made snow angels (because you didn't have wings - you're the abominable snowman).

You're still that little girl, as much as you disguise it - the only difference is that now you're hiding in words and clothes. I know what you're doing with all of that lace and the skirts and PVC. The way you wear provocative clothing so that people look at you and judge you by the threads, sDear Teen Ruby Rose7 months ago in Adult

Dear Teen MeDear Teen Me,

Too often, we lean toward writing to the general audience. I've rewritten this very letter at least three times, and had to scrap it each time because it did not accomplish what it needs to accomplish. It needs to be a letter to you, not to every teenage girl in America. It needs to speak to your heart, your dreams, and your faults. It needs to be about you.

Since we were able to comprehend compassion, we've used it as a shield to avoid ourselves. We've sympathized with the plights of the starving in Asia, the trafficked in India, the raped and tortured in Sudan and Burma. We've given to the Red Cross on behalf of hurricane anDear Teen Me7 months ago in Adult

Dear Teen MeDear Teen Me:

You're in the hospital right now, curled up in a ball and wheezing in pain. The doctors have you on bed rest because every time you try to stand up the world goes black. You weigh just less than 90 pounds, and you haven't eaten in months. It's not because you don't want to eat; it's because keeping food down is like nailing Jell-O to the wall, impossible. You dry heave over a metal bed pan the nurse gave you, but nothing but this disgusting yellow and brown stuff ever comes up. The nurses tell you that the yellow stuff is bile and the brown stuff is blood.

They used to do tests on you every day. They would come in with their nDear Teen Me6 months ago in Adult

Dear Teen MeDear Teen Me,

It's been more than six years since we saw each other for the last time. I guess I should be asking then how are you holding up, but – honestly – let's skip that part. We've never been big on etiquette and rules of politeness, right? Best friends don't need that nonsense. Courtesy is used only to veil shallowness and our relations are anything but shallow. And besides, I know everything about you. Far more than you know about yourself. Well... To be honest, that's not an incredible feat. Poor you, always so clueless.

Let's take sexuality, for instance. I know that you've never paid much attention to this subject, bDear Teen Me6 months ago in Adult

Dear Teen MeDear Teen Me

Why hello there stranger!

I suppose you're looking at this letter with curiosity—I mean we look exactly alike, but I'm older.

Do you remember thinking that you were never good enough for this earth or anyone in it? Do you remember the multiple options on how to cop out on going to school? Or what sounded better was to end it then and there.

Well don't. It's not worth putting mom, dad, and yes the little brat in more pain and suffering, then it is to deal with the ignorant idiots of school right?

Remember one of the girls telling you nasty things—well when she adds you on Facebook she apologizes to you.

And I do apologize; Dear Teen Me6 months ago in Adult

Dear Teen MeDear teen me,

I won´t ask you how you´re doing because I still remember very well. You´re sixteen now and ever so annoying as almost every teen is. You live with your father and his psychopathic girlfriend, who never loved her own children. You cry almost every night, hoping things will finally work out for you. That someday you will be happy. School sucks and you think you will always be alone because no one would love such an egoistic, annoying little brat like yourself. You don´t have a plan in life and your dreams for the future seem ridiculous and unlikely. You´re wearing cheap clothes and look just like you areDear Teen Me7 months ago in Adult

Sere6 months ago in Adult

A beautiful teacupDear Thi,

You could never guess the cruelty that you'll face in the next 6 years. But don't worry because you'll survive it all 'cause I'm still here, aren't I?

At the tender age of 14, you think the worst thing is not getting your feelings return by your crush. But you're so far from the truth 'cause that's just the tip of the iceberg. For the first time in school, you became an outcast. You don't care how your hair look or the fact that you would wear the same sweater for a whole week. You started to notice things you've never noticed before. How people treated you like you have no feelings. How the friends you had back in middle school aA beautiful teacup6 months ago in Adult

Dear Teen Me...You grew up too soon, your dandelion seeds sprouting weeds quickly, but that doesn't mean you know everything about life yet. Those feelings you've been wishing for? To be loved like coffee, like chocolate milk, like popcorn at the movie theater as the lights dim and people husssssssssh...around you? They're lurking, waiting to make their move. You can ignore them all you want, but first loves are a bitch and by the time that night is over, you'll already be infatuated with the sound of his voice, the tilt of his head, the dimples of his smile. You'll string him along for almost a year, never realizing that his puppy-dog eyes and his uncDear Teen Me...6 months ago in Adult

Dear Teen CaitlanDear Teen Caitlan,

There are so many things I could tell you, but --

You'll learn early on that life is hard and that you shouldn't take the crap people throw --

Having your heart broken isn't as bad as it seems. You'll cry, you'll get angry, you'll --

Sometimes pain is good --

I'm not very good at writing letters, especially to myself, so, if you're reading this, it's probably the fifth time I've re-written it. You're the same way, writing, then re-writing, and re-writing, and finally giving up and throwing it away. Every scrap of crumpled up paper held your entire soul, the dried ink like your dried tears -- hidden in the darkness.

HeDear Teen Caitlan6 months ago in Adult

Dear Teen MeDear teen me,

I wanted to write you since a very long time, but in some ways, I was scared about the dreadful gaze that I would see when confronting the adult realm you are loathing so much.

Dear teen me, you are actually going through a lot, and had built such a big wall to survive, that it is even protecting you from the good things. You are scared. You have the feeling to not be a part of this world, that all of this is a morbid farce...
In a way... you are right. But being only a spectator will not help.

Dear teen me, I know you distrust the will of people, thinking they must be more fragile than you, who's not feeling anything but paDear Teen Me6 months ago in Adult

Dear Adult me

Dear Adult me...

Hello to future self, 10 years has passed by so fast, do you remember this?
I have so many question to you and I have something very importand to tell you.
But I start with the qustions...
You are 31 now, have you become prettier than you used to be?
How do you look like? how is your body shape? it is healthy?
You have been trhough one the hardest past and memories and feelings anybody can imagie.
How are these feelings today? the feeling that brought you down lots of time of a broken heart,
how are you feeling today? Can you compare that feelings with something eles now?
Can you smile? can you laughs? Are you still Dear Adult me6 months ago in Adult

Dear Teen-MeDear Teen-Me

First off, you still don’t know what the hell you’re doing, so I hope you weren’t praying for anything insightful over. But don’t worry, as lost as we still are, we’re making a go at a pretty decent life.

I wish I could warn you about what’s to come, but that would be cheating, wouldn’t it? We can’t change the mistakes, but know that they sting a little less with each year that goes by. But for every ten days that we struggled, there’s one good day where we flew and that made it all worth it.

I really feel odd writing this…Not because I’m writing it to you, butDear Teen-Me6 months ago in Adult

A letter to my future self.Dear adult self,

Hey, long time no see right? We get fat yet? We pass high school? Yeah... didn't think so. Anywhore, just wanted to remind you of some things you might have forgotten.

1. YOU DO NOT LIKE 50 SHADES OF GREY!!! I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU MIGHT BE SAYING, YOU DON'T LIKE IT! IT'S GROSS!
2. Daryl Dixon will always be our hero.
3. The Walking Dead will ALWAYS be the best show ever!
4. THE FIRST TO CRY IS THE FIRST TO DIE!!!
5. You WILL get wings one day!
6. The apocalypse WILL happen, just be patient.
7. Guys are morons, don't ever settle for one.
8. YOU ARE ALWAYS THE BOSS!
9. Don't give up on Tae Kwon Do.
10. Follow yoA letter to my future self.6 months ago in Adult

Dear Teen MeDear Teen Me,
Specifically Age 13.
Always remember what pants you wear to school because Uniform pants all tend to look the same- and let’s just say- there might be an awkward moment when you might accidentally take someone else’s pants AND YOU WILL NEVER LIVE IT DOWN.
Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way.
I feel like you need a list of things to avoid. A giant all encompassing list of things that will tell you all the awkward moments you end up encountering and tell you how to avoid them. However, it will create a paradox, and really- being realistic- there may never be a time machine that could send this back to youDear Teen Me7 months ago in Adult

Dear Teen Me - A Story About Hair

Dear Teen Me,

I know what you're going to think. I know it word for word.

Why am I ruining the one thing that makes me beautiful?

You will repeat this thought inwardly and outwardly to your mother on the way to the hair salon. She will give you the occasional glance, but she won't say anything about turning around. You've made your decision with that hard-nosed attitude of yours that tells the world 'this is final'. I know it all too well. Even though you and I have grown to be different over the passing years, we remain the same in our thoughts and memories, and I will forever look at you with admiration for these tense moments to comDear Teen Me - A Story About Hair6 months ago in Adult

Dear Teen MeYou know what? Even as you, we'd both agree starting this off with a "Dear Timothy" is useless. We both know why I'm here to write this.

You're gay. It'd probably help to sit you down and explain the mechanics of all of this to you; but, let's face it, you're gonna need a couple of years of denial to sort this out any way. Mum and Dad are okay with it, you know, and these days we're in a stable relationship. It won't be easy though.

I'd love to be able to sit here and say that the next ten years are going to be a walk in the park. I'd love to be able to tell you that it gets better, and that things will run smoothly. They won't. Things willDear Teen Me7 months ago in Adult

Ghost WritingSlow down.
You’re going to be an adult for a long, long, long time. There’s no need to rush it. You can be irresponsible. You can make stupid decisions. Trust me, you’re going to do it later, so better get some practice in now.
Don’t listen to what everyone tells you. They have their own dreams and they think you’re the one to realise them. They see you’re intelligent, talented and ambitious and know you can get the hell out of that town if you want to. They’ll encourage you, but to a point. Truth: they don’t want you to leave town. They’ll settle for you not leaving the state, but their encouragement isn’t about you. It’s about keeping something good for a place that has far too little.
Talk to Greg. When you’re nineteen and sitting in a pub on the other side of the world, you’ll wish you left things differently.
Talk to people. Tell them you’re not okay. Tell them who you really are and donGhost Writing6 months ago in Adult

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