I’m not sure why (maybe it’s because I’m a mom now and want to continue becoming the best version of myself for JT), but I recently thought about what advice I would give a younger version of myself (Facebook memories certainly played a role in all this, let’s be honest). There are certainly several areas where I could really help my old self improve. We all have those things we think back on and cringe, right? (I hope I’m not alone in that…) The more I thought about it, those cringey items separated out into 2 categories: tips for the high school me and tips for the college version of me.
So, at the cost of exposing all my cringe-worthy flaws, read on…
To My High School Self
Just because you love a song lyric does NOT mean you need to post it to Facebook.
Pay attention to your skin’s undertones, it will change your foundation game!
‘All metallic eye shadow, all the time’ is not as cute as you think it is...
Don’t be a mean girl.
Don’t worry about boys, you find a really great one. He’s just off maturing right now. And yes, he loves you in heels.
To My College Self
There’s nothing I can emphasize more to you right now than do not compare yourself to others. No one has the same journey. That’s because no one else has the same story. Don’t worry about what others will think, just dive into doing your best, every day!
Wear all the heels. Embrace the skin you’re in (because it will just get stretch marks in a few years anyway)!
It’s OK if things don’t go exactly according to plan. Your college years end up wildly different than you expected, but that’s when it gets good.
Guard your heart girl, it’s sacred.
Don’t get so worked up about these boys, you find a really great guy. He’s still off maturing but he sweeps you off your feet in all the right ways. And yes, he loves you in heels.
Here’s what I learned about myself during a season of reflection over the past few days:
I crave love & acceptance. I’m certainly not alone in that, but what I wish I could impress onto my old self is the importance of leaning into the Lord’s love and valuing that above all others. Above the love of my friends or (many) crushes. My desperation for male attention fluctuated of course, but at times it was just plain painful…
I know I struggle with comparison. I constantly remind myself, “Comparison is the thief of all joy.” and as I get older, “More money, More problem$.” Can anyone else relate?
What advice would you give a younger version of yourself?