Sometimes I wish my younger self had had more confidence in her ability to survive.
I wish she had been bolder and stronger and more decisive.
I wish she had known that many of the problems of her life would be solved by a little maturity and experience.
I wish she could have foreseen that many of the people who hurt her and lied to her and broke her heart would one day face the consequences of their actions.
I wish she had understood that forgiveness, not revenge, is the foundation of happiness.
I wish she had realized that one day her pain would be healed by the kindness of all the good people in her life.
I wish she had known how wonderful her life would someday become.
I wish she had listened when her mother said, “You’ll be okay.”
Perhaps those years between sixteen and twenty wouldn’t have been so terribly painful and dramatic!
If you’re living through tough times with a young person, don’t forget to tell them that things will get better. They may not believe you today, but they’ll remember your words later.