A Letter to My Sixteen-Year-Old Self
If you were to write a letter to your 16-year-old self what would it say?
At 16 you know a lot- maybe too much!!! But fortunately you are street smart and wary of horny old men...
Not long until you leave school altogether, so please try and concentrate on your work for a bit. You can't pass German 'A' level if you don't read the set books, you fool.
At the moment you are a willowy virgin who has never had an alcoholic drink and wears Marks and Spencer's slacks and sensible shoes. You think you'd like to be a vet. All this will change. It's hard to swallow, but in a few years time you will swan around in black rubber consuming men like After Eight Mints.
Listen Brenda, don't try so hard to be liked. The sooner you learn that some people won't like you the better. And remember that your opinion is just as valued as anybody's. Don't be embarrassed to get things wrong. Everybody gets things wrong.
Dearest 16-year-old Patsy,
You adore music more than anything in the world, you have a great passion for rock and roll… but that doesn't mean you have to marry the lead singer of every band you ever had a poster of on your bedroom wall.
Dear Faye, back then,
Stop worrying. There is nothing wrong with you. Your family is totally nuts but you are perfectly sane.