In honor of International Women’s Month YouTube started the #DearMe campaign. YouTube is encouraging users to upload a “video letter” of advice they would give to their younger selves. I’ve watched some inspiring videos and decided to join the fun “blog style.”
After much reflection, here are some things I would tell the younger me.
You don’t have to be perfect.
If I got a B it was the end of the world. Oh and a C? God forbid! I was always wondering about something going wrong. I was worried about getting into trouble for this or that. I was definitely a goody two shoes. I could be the fun-killer!
Some of my friends would call me mom or old lady. I was a bit uptight. I was so guarded and didn’t trust people. I just needed to take a deep breath and let things be. Stop worrying! It’s okay to make mistakes as long as you learn from them my dear.
You’re fine just the way you are.
I’ve always been the skinny girl. I absolutely hated being the skinny girl. I remember seeing all my friends developing, and then there was me. I remember one boy in high school telling me, “You’re so pretty. If you gained 10 more pounds you would be perfect.” To make matters worse, I believed it. I thought I needed to change to appease society.
I would research different ways to gain weight and would try drinks, food, exercises etc. Nothing worked! There was a never-ending battle against myself. I struggled with loving Adrian from head to toe. This is the body God blessed me with, like it or not, I’m stuck with it. As an adult I’m still learning to love it no matter how much I lack in the curves department. Now I embrace it!
People will always have something to say. People STILL make it their priority to tell me how skinny I am. Just because I am skinny doesn’t make me less of woman. I didn’t realize that in high school. I thought more butt and boobs was what I needed. I just needed to love me for me.
It’s ok to be different.
I was not allowed to do a lot of things growing up. I couldn’t to go to dances, parties, listen to certain music. I grew up in a strict household. My friends would always say you’re going to go wild when you get to college. I was naïve when it came to a lot of things. I would try and keep up with the latest slang, music video, or cool thing and would be left in the dust every time.
I would always encourage others, but would forget to encourage myself. I had a lot of friends, but I felt like I didn’t belong sometimes.
You’re worth it.
I kept my virginity until marriage. That was a personal decision I made. I never told anyone (except my closest friends) but for the most part it was assumed. In high school it’s no secret that some girls have an active sex life. Some people respected my decision and some didn’t. One girl constantly made it her priority to let me know what I was missing out on.
I was so concerned about what everyone thought. My self-esteem, for the most part, was based on what people thought of me. But no matter how tough it became I never gave into peer pressure. If I wasn’t interested I didn’t do it. There was no persuading me.
I’d like to think I was stronger than I knew even then.
Looking back I see how much time I wasted wondering what this or that person thought. I would be so sad at times. I wish I could’ve seen how much that didn’t matter then. That someday someone would appreciate me just the way that I am.
Chin up younger Adrian! Things will get better.
The older-confident-smart-funny-weird-awkard-caring-random-happy (the list goes on and on) Adrian
That’s my letter. It took me awhile to get all those words out. I hope you enjoyed it friends. What would you tell your younger self? If you are a blogger friend reading this I would love for you to participate in the #DearMe campaign. Let me know if you plan on participating, and I will make sure I read your letter and comment.
Happy International Women’s Month to all you amazing women out there.
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