A Letter to The Younger Me

It’s now day eight of the Blogging University Course. The task today was to write a letter to someone or something. I sat for a long time trying to decide who to write to and became overwhelmed by ideas. So many to choose from, that I felt stranded in a sea of choice and couldn’t move on and do it! I’ve therefore decided to reblog a previous letter I wrote to myself. Apologies to those who have already seen it.

Dear youthful me,

I know you don’t tend to listen to advice from anyone and you know better; but perhaps you’ll take it from me, your older self:

Talk to everyone who is important in your life. Really talk to them. Ask the big questions because life is fleeting.  Before you know it they’re gone and you’ll miss the chance to find out about the stuff that matters.                                                                                                           

Phone your mum on that first night you move from home. She’ll be hurt you didn’t call her to let her know you were there and happy.

Travel to many places and continents and never lose your curiosity about the world around you. Pick places on the map, book the flights (even if you’re skint) and go. You’ll save because you make it a priority. Those are what memories are made of.

Your mum will be the best friend you ever have.

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13 thoughts on “A Letter to The Younger Me

  1. Oh my gosh I love this!! If you don’t mind me asking, what was that bit with the uncle about? I totally understand if you don’t want to talk about that.

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    • We were staying at my friends grandparents house on an island. The uncle was visiting (think he was a sailor). After we came in from a night out (where he had a drink waiting for us in every pub) and were in bed, he climbed into my bed and you can imagine what he tried to do. My friend came over and helped me fight him off 😦 It wasn’t discussed the next day or ever again with my friend. I met a woman (my friends mums friend 30 years older than me) and a similar thing happened to her. She never spoke to the family about it either. I’m angry at myself for letting it go and wonder who else he did it to 😦

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      • While I do agree that it would have been ideal if you told your family…I don’t know that it’ll help you to continue to be angry at yourself. I’m guessing you were fairly young when this happened and you were probably scared and didn’t want to make a fuss? Am I wrong? The important part is to hold onto the lesson you learned. You have rights and deserve to be respected and anyone who violates that deserves to be punished. They don’t deserve anyone’s pity at that point.

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      • See? You have learned something. 🙂 I’m so sorry that happened to you and you felt that way. Nobody should have to go through that.

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  2. That was really scary what happened with your friend’s uncle. And yep! You don’t have to put up with that. It’s not the dark ages anymore. But the piece of advice I liked the best was: “If you have to pick between a thing or an experience – go for the experience every time. Those are what make you smile in later years.” How I wish that had been my philosophy!

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