A Letter to My 15-Year-Old Self

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If I could sit down with my 15-year-old self right now, Iโ€™m not even sure where Iโ€™d start. Thereโ€™s so much I wish Iโ€™d known then, so much Iโ€™d want to say. But maybe Iโ€™d begin with the hardest truth first: be easier on Mom and Dad.

I know it doesnโ€™t feel like it right now, but theyโ€™re struggling too. Their relationship is rocky, and theyโ€™re carrying weight you canโ€™t fully see yet. But hereโ€™s what I want you to knowโ€”theyโ€™re doing their best. Theyโ€™re making sacrifices you wonโ€™t understand for years, working hard to give you and your sister a future. One day, youโ€™ll look back and see it all so clearly. So give them a hug. Tell them theyโ€™re doing a wonderful job. Because raising kids? Itโ€™s not easy. The worry alone is exhausting, and thatโ€™s before you add in everything else theyโ€™re dealing with.

And speaking of people you loveโ€”let them in. I mean really let them in. Connection is everything, and youโ€™ll never be as close to your friends as you are right now. After high school, life scatters everyone in different directions, and without those deep roots, relationships fade. Being an adult can be lonely sometimes. So be vulnerable. Be open to love, even though itโ€™s scary, even though you might get hurt.

Because hereโ€™s the thing about wallsโ€”they donโ€™t actually prevent heartbreak. Not loving, thatโ€™s the real heartbreak. The pain of a broken heart is sharp, but itโ€™s better than the emptiness of a heart that never risks anything. And those broken hearts? They teach you things nothing else can.

Slow down. I know youโ€™re in such a hurry to grow up, but savor this. Savor every ordinary moment. Iโ€™d give anythingโ€”anythingโ€”for one more afternoon with Grandma and Grandpa, or one more lazy Sunday at home with you, Mom, Dad, and your sister. Those days feel simple because they are simple. Life gets so much more complicated later. Hold onto the simplicity while you have it.

And please, stop worrying so much about what other people think. Their opinions donโ€™t add anything to your worthโ€”only loving yourself does that. What matters is what you think about yourself.

Start saving money now. I know that sounds boring, but think of money as energyโ€”itโ€™s currency for your future. And when you do spend it, spend it on experiences, not things. Things fade and break and lose their shine. Experiences become part of who you are.

Do the things that scare you. The world is so beautiful, and you miss so much when youโ€™re afraid to spread your wings. Travel by yourself. Take that dance class. Put yourself out there. Experience everything with curiosity and joy instead of fear.

Oh, and remember how you keep saying you never want to get married or have kids? Youโ€™re going to change your mind, and Iโ€™m so glad you do. Your marriage and your children will bring some of the most extraordinary moments of your life. It wonโ€™t be perfectโ€”nothing ever isโ€”but the experience is magical. Youโ€™ll learn to love in ways you didnโ€™t even know were possible, and that feeling? Itโ€™s everything.

When it comes to success, do what you love. Aim as high as you can dream. Donโ€™t shrink yourself to fit other peopleโ€™s expectations or make them comfortable. You are exquisite exactly as you are. Success and abundance show up when you lead with joy, courage, and love.

I wish I could make you believe all of this right now. But maybe thatโ€™s not how life works. Maybe you need to walk this path yourself, make your own mistakes, learn your own lessons. Just know that it all works out. Youโ€™re going to be okayโ€”better than okay.

Youโ€™re going to be you, and thatโ€™s more than enough.

Now itโ€™s your turn: Whatโ€™s one piece of advice youโ€™d give your 15-year-old self? Drop it in the comments belowโ€”Iโ€™d love to hear what wisdom youโ€™d share with your younger you. ๐Ÿ’•

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โ— About Me

Iโ€™m Faith, I’m a full time wife, mom, and nurse leader. Part time adventurer. Here to prove you don’t have to choose between responsibility and living fully– just collect the moments that matter.