"what would you like to say to your younger self?" the lady asked.
"i'd tell her a lot of things, i would tell her to watch out, i would tell her to not make those friendships or cry over not having friends, oh and not make your mother marry that man, i would tell her not to get too attached, not to fall in love, not to easily give in, fight for what you want, ignore their words, i would tell her that things come and go, to not get sad, to use the time wisely, to take care of herself, put herself first, to not pressure herself, to do her best but not to kill herself with all of those thoughts, to know that it's fine to make mistakes, to apologize and be better, i tell her to choose the crowd carefully, not rush into things, that it's okay to lose feelings, you don't have to be in a relationship if you don't want to, not everyone is going to like you, the world is big and wide, to focus on yourself and future, don't beel bad for not wanting to talk, not to feel bad to cut toxic people out of your life, even if you had known them for as long as you remember. i would tell her to enjoy herself, to live life to its fullest, nothing is forever, don't be sad over those petty things, treasure yourself, do what is good for you." She paused for a second. "i miss you."
