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Dear Myself,
You're not a bad person. Stop feeling like you are one. Stop pitying yourself. Stop apologizing for things you didn't even do, You're not ungrateful. You just want yourself to be happy.You deserve that. That doesn't make you selfish. That makes you wiser. Start fresh. Wake up in the morning and start fresh. It's never too late. You just have to start doing what you gotta do. Now is the time. Make the most of it. Never compromise your sleeping hours. Never overdo it either.Wake up before the alarm buzzes, wake up before anyone could shake you awake. You don't need anyone to tell you how things are done. You tell them. You take the control of your life. 
Hush...Just hush those voices in your head. I just want you to know, you're far from the usual. You've grown so mature, you should be proud of yourself. Just take a look at everything you left off. See? You've come through it all. You are okay. You are more than okay. SO don't be scared. You're gonna be fine. More than fine. You're gonna walk through an amazing year of accomplishments,failure, and you're gonna learn, you're gonna learn so much. You're gonna change into something you never even dreamt of. You don't have to find yourself, if you're worthy of anything, let it find you. You don't have to run, you don't have to chase, just get yourself into work, keep yourself busy in things you think should be done. If it gets boring, turn on some music. Have a thirty second dance party. But do it anyway. Never quit. Don't be so hard on yourself. Not everybody's time handling is equal.An easy task for you could be a hard one for them.Likewise, a hard task for you could be an easy one for them. Just don't sweat it. Take time. But do it anyway. Complaining can't get anything done...but you can.Write drunk. Edit sober.
There is no one to be feared unless someone has a shooting gun or a knife in his hand to stab you from behind. My point is never get intimidated by your insecurity.Nobody is perfect. Imperfection is what keeps you real. Master the wrongdoings, master the mistakes you make over and over again. Someday you'll be ready.Behind every falls that you take, you'll get a reason, a reason to fight again, a reason to get up and shine.
It's okay if you don't know yet, what to do with your life. It's okay if you suck at everything,It's okay you're just eighteen, It's okay you stumble, you're just learning. You're having a rough time...I don't want to spoil the ending for you but everything will be okay.You weren't made for something your soul can't take.So just Take a deep breath, pull yourself together. Don't break down. You're a big girl now. Big girls don't cry.
x


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