I recently came across a snippet of Victoria Beckman’s British Vogue interview in which she penned a letter to her 18-year-old self. I found the article heartwarming – and it got me thinking.
What would I say to my 18-year-old, college-bound, spitfire self?
I know you’re not the thinnest. I know you wish your hips were smaller and your legs were longer. But you know what? You’re uniquely you. And that makes you more beautiful than you’re able to comprehend right now. You’re going to be amazed with what your body will accomplish once you treat it with loving kindness. Start now.
I know your parents drive you nuts sometimes. I know you get angry that they’re not perfect. You’ll eventually grow to realize they don’t need to be. They love you unconditionally – trust me, you’ll see. Go easy on them.
I know how angry you become when your Grandma gets in the middle of the riffs between you and your mother. You don’t know it yet, but she’s going to leave you in the not so distant future – so relish in how much she cares. Eventually you’ll find yourself as a grown woman, crying into the thin fabric of her favorite kitchen apron, praying she were back to guide you. You’re going to wish with all your might for just one more chat. One more kiss. One more “I love you” – so let her meddle. And realize how fortunate you are to have her.
I know it seems like boys just want you for your one thing. Most of them do, honestly. Stop giving pieces of yourself to those who don’t deserve it.
Speaking of boys, I know you’re in the depths of despair over that high school boyfriend you left behind. Spoiler alert – you will. Even better than that, you’ll meet a man who will show you what true love is. He’s going to love you in a way that makes you feel safe and protected yet free and inspired. And even though you managed to become a strong and independent woman before him, you’re going to be amazed at how great it feels to be strong because you want to be, not because you have to be.
I know you’re a little nervous to leave for college. You’ll pledge a sorority, have tons of fun and make some great friends. None of them will stay with you beyond graduation, but that’s okay. I know you’re excited to learn and dive into Journalism and I’m so proud of you for decisively sticking to your guns. You’re not just going to love it, you’re going to be great at it.
So as you embark on this exciting new chapter of life, I hope you know just how beautiful you are. How strong you are. You’re going to accomplish some truly amazing things – stay patient with the ones you love, be kind to yourself, and never lose that insatiable quest for greatness. This is only the beginning.
Your 32-year-old Self