I would have posted this yesterday, except I couldn't find the exact words to explain how I was feeling. The idea that yesterday was One Direction's 10th anniversary boggles my mind. I wasn't a fan from the very beginning, I had my ups and downs with this band from 2010 to 2013 but I remember when I first heard about them. I remember going through a rebellious phase in which I covered my ears and walked out of stores if What Makes You Beautiful played because I didn't want to like something the world did.
Stupid, I know.
But I am now 20. They began/formed when I was 10. It is incredibly surreal for me to think about how a whole decade of my life has passed, the majority being me obsessing over these five individuals. They taught me to use my imagination to write, even if I look back on these things and cringe at some of the things I've said or posted on social media. They taught me to love myself.
I've grown with One Direction and I will never stop hoping and praying for their return because these boys have brought me true happiness through some of the toughest years in a young girl's life. For that, I'm forever grateful.
Thank you, One Direction. And happy #10YearsOf1D everyone!
All my love,
Gaby x.