Dear 16-year-old me,

Dear 16-year-old me,

Smile. This year is going to be bigger and more monumental for you than any other. You are entering the 11th grade. You have finally grown into your features and decided to tame your eyebrows despite your mother punishing you. Just don’t get too carried away—full brows will always suit you better. Stay away from the hair dye. Just pluck those few first grays and move on.

Don’t worry about boys. There really are more fish in the sea. Don’t feel like you have to have a boyfriend to fit in. He’s not the one for you, and you will make the right decision.

Every time you wish you weren’t so thin, pinch yourself. The people that question why you are so thin are the ones that are in a personal struggle with their own weight.

Treasure your friends. Life takes some unexpected turns after high school, and you are almost 30 before you reconnect with these girls. They do like you for exactly who you are, not who you think they want you to be. Go to the parties, but stay true to yourself. And no matter what anyone says, you CAN be just friends with a guy.

Go a little easier on your parents. They are new to this, too. They may not always have the right things to say, and you may swear you are leaving on that first train out after graduation, but they will turn out to be your biggest supporters, no matter what you decide to do.

Don’t start smoking. You end up not quitting until you are 26.

Never stop writing. You end up doing that as a career! Keep reading. It helps you in more ways than you will ever know. People, even your own family, will pick on you for your wealth of useless knowledge. In your late twenties, something called Buzztime Trivia is in every bar and restaurant. You will ROCK this and impress lots of people.

Overall, treasure these moments. You are a very serious teenager. Loosen up a bit. Life is meant to be LIVED! You are strong, and I’m proud to tell you that you do make all the right decisions.