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To the Sixteen Year Old Me.

By Corissa DucharmePublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Dear Corissa,

You haven’t even scratched the surface of what’s possible or what you will know one day. You regret the time you wasted on trivial entertainments, but know what one day you’ll see the world for what it is and what it could be.

You’ll dream and find disappointments. You’ll fall in love. You’ll let it push you farther away from yourself then you ever imagined you’d let yourself drift. You’ll fight against what every he told you you could do, and what every she told you that you weren’t capable of. Every person who didn’t believe you’d make anything of yourself.

As i’m writing this I’m fighting against the voices that keep me from finding me true courage. They’ll do anything to stop you from being what they expect you to be. Don’t let them. I know I don’t have to tell you. You’ve heard it all, learned from your mistakes - mostly. What is to stumble and fall - over yourself, past and present, future.

One day, you come to understand what you have some and find what’s possible - what you’re really capable of and what people can and will do to suit them selves. You’ll fall into a pit - one that speaks to the darkest corners.

Just know.

Without the struggle you could have never learned anything. So, keep pushing. Keep fighting for what you believe is right…

Love.

inspirational

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