Last night I started wondering (after the “Too young for kids. Too old for cramps” post) what advice I’d give to myself if I had the chance to meet a younger Me… from, say, 10 years back. I thought about it (but didn’t over think it… for once) and, on a whim, this is what I’d say:
-Care more about what you think of yourself than what you think others think of you. They’re probably drunk anyway.
-People who love you, really love you, won’t mind when you say “no”.
-Your tits won’t sit that high forever. Enjoy them. Seriously.
-Don’t let anyone talk down to you. Stand on a stool to tell them off if you have to, but don’t take shit. You are valuable and loved.
-You don’t have all the time in the world. Whatever you’re thinking about doing, do it now.
-That vest you can’t find isn’t stylish anymore. Stop looking.
-Remember who you are. Remind yourself everyday.
-Go with your gut. This applies to Chinese buffets, jobs, and anything to do with using your keyboard.
So, what advice would you give a younger you?