Dear High School Self,
You should have had a thicker guard.You shouldn’t have let so many people take advantage of you, no matter how much you cared. You should have looked for someone different, instead of going back to someone who was comfortable. He was too slow for you and you knew it. You shouldn’t have hurt him the way you did because karma is a bitch and she got you pretty good.
You shouldn’t have looked so desperate when she walked away. You should have embraced the people who really cared instead of focusing on her. As much as she knew, she wasn’t worth your pain.She didn’t deserve you anyway, she was an asshole who thought she was better than everyone else. You know you are much better than her,and will get much further in life than her. She may have sisters but you atleast have a family that gives a shit about what you do or who you meet.
You shouldn’t have been so jealous. Just because he liked your best friend and not you, doesn’t give you the right to try to make out with him while she was away on vacation. It came back to bite you in the ass 5 years later and it killed you. You weren’t blonde and obnoxious, and that’s what he wanted I guess. He was fat and gross anyway, you could have done so much better, and have.
You should have hung out with kids your own age. Hanging out with those little kids wasn’t safe. It held you back from going off into the world of maturity. They made you afraid of the outside world because they weren’t going to stand beside you. You should have kicked them to the side, they were holding you back.
You were better than the white trash you lived around and yet you still associated yourself with them. You could really have gotten in trouble if he didn’t pull you out in time. Who’s know where you would be if he wasn’t there to drag you out of that scummy basement and into his arms.
That cap and gown have faded and you are now not the same person. Middletown High School North was a place of learn and finding my way. I know as a college self now where its safe to stand, and I’m standing on solid ground now.
To my High School Self, It was fun while it lasted, but you are too young for my style now.