As I was driving home from dinner at my parents' house tonight (where I did not finish my second glass of wine because I knew I would be getting in my car later), I found myself cursing the probably-16-year-old driver weaving in and out of traffic behind me. As I cursed this young girl who was now driving approximately 5 inches from my tail, I remembered that it wasn't long ago when that was ME weaving in and out of traffic and flying down Germantown Parkway. I got to thinking about how at only 22 years old, I have found myself in such a different place than I was in only a few short years ago. Not only did this make me feel slightly old and extremely uncool (darn), but it also made me want to go back in time and shake the crap out of myself.
Dear 18 year old me,
(eh, more 15-19 year old me),
Your quest to find yourself and your reason is long-lived, but trust me, it will not be found in that handle of vodka. Your self worth is not measured in how many tequila shots you can take or how fast you can drive your car. Stop trying to impress everyone and then beg for their respect. No one will respect you until your respect yourself.
Your parents are your friends. Regardless of what you may think, they are on your side. Believe it or not, they do want what is best for you. They are not mean nor are they overprotective. They love you. One day you will have a little girl of your own and you will finally understand this unconditional love and uncontrollable fear for her.
You are not fat. Love your body. Take care of your body. Do not abuse your body.
Learn about moderation. In every aspect of life.
Stop saying "I hate you." You do not hate your parents, nor do you hate the boy who broke your heart. You do not hate that girl who called you fat, nor do you hate that friend who kissed your crush. What you don't see is that each of these people are here for a purpose and are instrumental in you finding yourself.
You never know when it is the last time you will see or talk to someone. Do not say something you will regret.
Think before you start that car. Have you had anything to drink? If so, call mom. I promise, she will be far less angry picking you up from this party than she will be picking you up from jail. It is not worth it.
Driving intoxicated is not cool. Driving fast is not cool. Texting while driving is not cool. Driving like a bat out of hell is not cool. It is dangerous. There are children and families and elderly in the cars around you. Do not compromise their life or your own for a text message or a "crazy night out". One day when you are driving your little girl around, you will get it.
You may not know exactly who "you" are, but try to be the "you" you know. Stop looking for yourself in everyone else. They will only mold you into what THEY are and what THEY want, rather than what YOU are and YOU want.
You will have your ups and downs. Days when you have never been happier and days when you are drowning in tears. Remember, every day is an important chapter in your life, carefully constructing you into the person you are becoming.
Enjoy the ride. Wear your seatbelt. And relax.