Letters to Myself (part two)

Dear middle school Tracy,

This letter only has one point. To apologize.

I am sorry I didn’t treat you the way I should have.

I am sorry for not loving your body like I should. I am sorry for the mean things I thought about our acne, our stomach, our feet and our hair that would never lie quite right.

And I’m sorry for the mean things I think about being alone, unkissed and single. You are so young and don’t deserve that pressure from anybody, including me.
(here’s a hint, you like being single. Truly. I know you won’t believe this until much later. But I promise that it’s true. Don’t let other people think we need a boyfriend to be happy and fulfilled. it’s a lie that too many girls believe. You don’t need to be one)

I’m sorry that I put so much pressure on you to be perfect, to be happy. To be a different person.

Remember, you are beautiful even with messy hair and acne. Remember you are loved even with the horrible attitude.
Always remember that you are enough, always.

Be blessed,

Tracy