Oh boy. Get comfortable because we might be here awhile.
There are so many things I would tell you, but not nearly enough time to. Besides, the past is past and you can’t change it.
But if you could…
I would tell you that friends will come and go. And it will hurt as painfully as a broken heart. And it doesn’t necessarily mean that you did something wrong. Sometimes people just grow apart.
I would tell you that loving yourself is more important than having a guy love you.
That said, I would also tell you to stop comparing yourself to everyone else. You are perfectly imperfect in the best kind of way. And believe me when I say “the fat” you feel is nothing to compared to the adulthood fat.
I would tell you to save more money.
But I would also tell you to enjoy the adventures.
I would tell you to move away.
I would tell you not to talk to many of the guys you did.
I would tell you to get help when you needed it.
I would tell you that the way your family treats you should not be accepted and that you will survive without them.
I would tell you that marriage is overrated & not the fairy tale ending you expect.
I would tell you never give up on your dreams.
But most importantly I would tell you that you will never experience the kind of love that compares to that of a child.