Little
Originally published on June 12th, 2019
Hello! When looking at this word, I wasn’t sure which idea to pick. Part of me wanted to list a bunch of facts about myself from when I was little, but then I decided that there is already a post quite similar. So I thought about listing some advice I would give to my past self, and then realized that, yeah, I’ve already written that post as well. This is the problem that comes with having a blog for over two and half years and still trying to write every day in June. Finally, I settled on writing a post where I give one piece of advice to myself at different ages- eight to sixteen. I chose these ages for a couple of reasons: 1) eight is probably my favorite age from when I was younger, and 2) sixteen is the oldest age that still feels distant enough that I feel I can give advice. I still feel weirdly close to seventeen, but sixteen feels far enough away. Without further ado, here we go…
To my eight year old self- Welcome to the acting world! It’s a grand ol’ time, and even though you’ll only be here for a short time before returning later, I hope you take it all in.
To my nine year old self- If I could go back and give any younger me a hug, it would be you. If I could give you any advice, it would be to not push away the (real) love that is offered.
To my ten year old self- Enjoy this year! There’s hard stuff for sure, but when you’re older and look back on it, you’ll remember the good stuff the most. Keep smiling, and loving, and laughing.
To my eleven year old self-I’m not gonna lie, this year is truly awful. The only thing I can tell you is to keep moving forward. Let yourself be upset when you need to be, but keep moving towards better things. Because they are out there, I promise.
To my twelve year old self- You’re angry, and that’s okay- It’s what you do with the anger that makes it good or bad. Channel it into good things, and be kind to the people around you.
To my thirteen year old self-You can’t change people, whether they want to change or not. As much as you want to, you cannot save the world.
To my fourteen year old self- You are not in the best environment right now, but that doesn’t mean you can’t make it good. The best people for you are not going to be in your class, but they’re there. Find them.
To my fifteen year old self- Your emotions are valid. Your experiences are real. You aren’t crazy.
To my sixteen year old self- Take a deep breath. Everything is going to be okay. In fact, everything is about to get so good. Let it.