A Letter to Myself at 20…
First off, congratulations on the new job. It might not seem like much, but you’re going to find yourself in it. You’ll end up leaving it for something you’re better at that pays better, but make the most out of the friends you’re making.
You’re almost 21…take a deep breath, you’ll drink less than ever and that’s definitely a good thing. Also - just quit smoking. You can do it and the lying is embarrassing and you won’t forgive yourself for it. And don’t let anyone talk you into buying pot. You can’t handle “social” smoking and it’s going to take you to a dark place.
Speaking of dark places - gramps isn’t going to last much longer. Call him at the end of this. Tell him you love him and know that the pain doesn’t stop, you just bury it in happy memories.
And now the relationship that nearly kills you. She doesn’t really love you. You’re going to break up and even though you’ll never believe me - you’re going to be fine. Learn from it, but trust me when I say it’s for the best. Don’t you dare get lost in it.
Be good to mom. Make the most of dad, and call Julie and The Nana every weekend. Also - don’t let LJ marry Steven. He’s a dick and she can do better. On second thought, just let it happen. She comes out stronger.
You’re 25 now and 26 is creeping up. You’ve got it under control, though. You met a beautiful woman who makes you laugh without end. You have two beautiful dog babies who adore you and bring you endless joy. You became an adult with bills (that you can pay) and you’re about to look for an apartment to share with the beautiful ginger goddess you always had a feeling you needed. Smile every day. Find a reason. Make one up if you have to. Just never stop fighting.
Enjoy this life. It goes so fast and you don’t get any do-overs.