A letter to my high school self


I’m you in a few years. I know you’re extremely busy, but I really want to give you some advice. I’m only 21 as I write this, but I do feel like I’ve learned a thing or two since high school. You’re really focused on your peers right now. Your boyfriend and cheerleading are, like, the most important things to you. But I know how high school ends, so trust me on this.

  1. Instead of fighting with your sisters, hang out with them. I know it’s hard because they’re annoying as hell. But trust me on this one. Before you know it, you’ll wonder where the time went. You’re going to be busy with school and work. Felicia will enlist in the military and you’ll cry because you miss her. Victoria will get her first job and be busy applying to colleges. Teeny will start having cheer practice and games every night and you’ll miss most of them. You don’t know this yet, but you get another little sister. If you don’t be careful and make time to come home, you’ll miss her first steps and words. Be there, I’m serious.
  1. You’ve probably cried over a boy recently. If I’m being brutally honest, it was never going to work anyway. It won’t work with your next few boyfriends either. So brush it off. Quit being so damn vulnerable and have some dignity. Quit giving the same loser third and fourth chances and move on! You’re a catch, you’ll meet someone! Also, don’t let that one miserable “first love” ruin your perspective. Not every guy is out there to hurt you so try not to have trust issues.
  1. Stop stressing out about work and cheer. Newsflash, you’re not going to work at CiCi’s Pizza for long. You also won’t be a high school cheerleader forever. So quit freaking out about homecoming and take a night off from work. But be safe and be smart.375547_288520277845474_1445594236_n
  1. That reminds me, don’t hate your parents. I know it seems like your dad hates you and doesn’t want you to have any fun. But honestly, he’s just terrified of losing you. He wants you to make good decisions. So go ahead and pout when he makes you come home early on a Friday night, but don’t scream at him. He’s got SIX daughters, cut the man some slack. By the way, take your mom’s advice, no matter how annoyed you are. She’s NEVER wrong. I still go to her for advice on just about every major decision I  make.

P.S. DON’T mess with your hair! Don’t perm it, don’t bleach it and for God’s sake DON’T get a bob!! It never comes out how you think it will and you’ll regret it every single time. Honestly, you’re too lazy to maintain a bob, anyway.

I just wish I would’ve realized that a breakup isn’t the end of the world and missing a party won’t ruin my life. And if I’d have known that this year, the only family picture we would take was at a funeral, I might have spent more time at home.

I’m not saying I know everything just yet. Hell, I’ll probably write myself an even better letter when I’m 30.Stay tuned for that one.

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