My Teenage Self

At the age of 62, the gap between what I am now compared to what I was as a teenager is as wide as the Atlantic Ocean.

I was a shy and insecure teenager, self conscious of my looks and with low self esteem.

I haven’t totally lost all my feelings of insecurity and social awkwardness, but I grew into a more happier adult and able to navigate life’s difficulties.

I would of course tell my teenage self to be more confident and assertive but in hindsight, the teenage years are often a nightmare, therefore who am I to judge.

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