Letter to my Twelve Year Old Self

Hey me,

Alright, I know stuff really sucks right now. You're very far away from all of your friends and everything you've ever known. You've been uprooted and dropped into a really sucky school with some really sucky kids. Don't worry about them. You'll get through it. And you know that one girl that you're terrified of? You have good reason to be. However, she gets what's coming to her. And that boy you have a huge crush on? Yeah, he is a total jerk, but he'll come through when you need him in a couple of months. After that, move on. 

When you get to middle school, you're going to go completely boy crazy, and that turns out okay. You get some experience that are really going to help you out later in life. Don't worry about the ways you're different from all your friends; it'll start to make sense in a few years. Just don't forget that a certain friend is even crazier about boys than you, and try to stick by her even when she deserts you for a certain boy. She'll come back, and she's going to need you. Try not to be so resentful. Also, please realize that Taylor Swift isn't the only recording artist out there. It's okay to love her, it's not okay to scoff at anything but her. And don't be all "I loved her before everyone knew her." It's not attractive. 

When you get to high school, don't be so scared. Most of the people you'll be terrified of at first turn out to be your best friends. Please do your homework. That's the biggest thing. Once you get into the habit, it shouldn't be too hard. I wouldn't know. It's hard to break the habit of not doing it. There's going to be a boy (there's always a boy), and he's going to take your heart and break it and mend it so many times that it'll make your headspin. But he'll introduce you to so much that it'll all be worth it in the end. When you go through what you think is the worst break-up in the history of break-ups, remember that you've got friends that will never leave you the way he did. Love them as passionately as you loved him. You'll pull through. 

You're going to go through a lot of crap in the five years until you're my age. And for all I know, you're going to go through a lot of crap even after that. But know that you'll get through it. You'll laugh as much as you cry. There's a lot of good music and literature coming your way. You've got a lot of wonderful friends to make, and a lot of good memories to have. Just hang in there, kiddo. You'll make it. 

Sincerely, 

Me.