How are you doing? Please don't freak out, but this is a letter from your future self. I'm sat here writing this in 2013, and mailing it back to you in 1994. As you read this you're probably sitting in the common room waiting for the tuck cupboard to open. Or maybe you're in the dorm with Alex, Linda and Jo, gossiping and sorting out your lockers. I remember how disorganised you/I used to be. Perhaps you stuffed this into your pocket as you hightailed it across the campus to orchestra (were you late again?) and you're reading this behind your music folder as Miss Cutter rehearses the strings.
Wherever you are, I hope you have the time to read this.
You have so much ahead of you, both good and bad, and I want to let you know - it's going to be okay. Even on the dark days, in your loneliest moments, when you hate yourself (I know you do sometimes - I am you, remember), please know that you are going to be just fine. While you might not be able to see it, all you need is right there inside of you. And when you get to here, you are going to be so happy.
When I realised I could write to you (I would explain how, but it's all a little Star Trek!), I was tempted to give you some heads-ups, to let you know some things to avoid. But then I realised, that's not the way life is supposed to be. Just as the wins, the successes, the happy highs are part of life, so are the bad moments, the losses, the disappointments. How I wish I could sheild you from them....but again, if I did, you might not wind up here. And I really want you to. Here is good. Very good.
So instead of providing spoilers, I'll leave you with some advice. Please realise that you are neither 'fat' nor 'ugly'. I know that Peter and Debbie and Paul tell you this daily, but please understand that they are wrong. And that in a couple of decades you won't even recall their surnames. Please remember to floss, and take up the challenges set before you. Be brave. Be kind. Be you.
Enjoy the ride, thirteen-year-old me. It's worth it, I promise.
Thirty-two year old me/you/us
PS Yes, one day you will learn how to tame your hair. You'll actually learn to love it. /spoiler alert /worth it