Dear Me,

If I could have whispered in your ear way back when you were around twelve years old, I’d tell you that you’re perfect just the way you are.

Oh sure, you’re going to learn many things over your lifetime — you’re a work in progress, but you don’t need to be perfect. You don’t have to have the perfect report card, the perfect hairstyle, the perfect figure, or the perfect answer for everyone in every situation. It’s okay to mess up; it’s okay to say “I don’t know.” It’s even okay to say “I made a mistake.” Continue reading →