Hey,
On the 24th of August 1999, at 8:30 am, I was born.
And let me tell you, a lot has changed in sixteen years.
One me,
Two parents,
Three cats,
Four houses,
Five toxic friendships,
Six pairs of ballet shoes,
Seven the number of my classroom in 2007 while I was seven,
Eight times I broke the Kobo eReader,
Nine bratz dolls,
Ten painted fingers and toes,
Eleven stick on earrings,
Twelve real pairs of earrings,
Thirteen the first year of teenagehood,
Fourteen x 1000 times I cried,
Fifteen x 1000 times I laughed,
Sixteen birthdays
I think the weirdest thing is looking back on things I was so worried about at a certain age, like when I turned eleven, I had no birthday party because I had no friends. If I could tell my younger self then that one day she would be okay, I wouldn't be the person I am today.
All of our experiences make us stronger people, and we can learn from them, never give up on yourself. You'll get there.
I hope that if you have a birthday coming up, you are proud of yourself. You've made it through another year! Celebrate that, because you are amazing.
Love,
Georgia Maree xx
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