Dear Self,
You’re going to be fine. Sure you’re a little moody, and a little crazy, and a little unsure of everything you want. (Being honest, who isn’t?) But you’re fine.
The answers will come.
You will understand what you’re supposed to be doing. You’ll find what you want to do with your life... and eventually, you’ll figure it out.
You will, and you know it.
In the meantime, keep smiling.
Love,
Self
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