Advice to the Teenage Me

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If I could turn back the hands of time, to my angsty teenage self,
I'd envelop her in a warm and tight embrace, fulfilling her longing for help.
"Hey there! Believe me when I say, it will be alright,
Trust in yourself, my dear, you'll make it through the darkest night."

I'd whisper in her ear, as her tears fall like rain,
Embrace your true self, let your uniqueness be your bane.
In the depths of solitude, find solace in the written word,
Let your imagination soar, like a free-spirited bird.

Don't be afraid to reach out, to break down the walls,
Your mother's stern exterior hides a love that never falls.
She yearns to understand, to guide you through the haze,
Open up, my dear, let her love ignite your inner blaze.

Take care of yourself, in body and in mind,
Step out of your cocoon, leave your worries behind.
Feel the earth beneath your feet, as you jog through the park,
Let nature's symphony heal your soul, like a soothing lark.

Depression may cast shadows, breeding doubts within,
But challenge those thoughts, let your true worth begin.
You are a masterpiece, a tapestry of light,
Embrace your worth, my dear, and banish the endless night.

Surround yourself with kindred spirits, who see your true worth,
Release the toxic ties that drain your joy and mirth.
Seek out those who share your passions, your dreams,
With friends like Ruby, life's canvas will burst with vibrant streams.

Remember, my dear, you're never alone in this fight,
Hold on to hope's thread, even in the darkest night.
You deserve a life filled with laughter, love, and more,
Let your spirit soar, my dear, and unlock the hidden door.

May these words touch your heart, like a gentle caress,
May they paint vivid images, leaving you breathless.
Embrace your journey, my dear, with courage and grace,
For in your story lies a beauty that time cannot erase.

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