A Letter To My 10 year Old Self

Dear *inserts my name here*,
I know you're ashamed of the way your mother
Braids your hair in two big plaits at either side of your head
On the off chance that you didn't get to go the hairdresser that weekend
Because you know if they're crooked by even one centimeter you're going to be the laughing stock of you class for the day
But don't be
You're beautiful
And nothing they say to you will ever really matter

The way your name is spelt has nothing to do with anything
Because even though it starts with a T and Z
The T being silent doesn't mean you have to be
And there is nothing wrong with it because
A lot of people in the future are going to love you for it
Tz as in the beginning of an amazing name
Owned by an amazing person

And the girl that bullied you so very often
About everything and nothing
Well she's going to be one of your closest friends
And the people you consider friends now
They're just memories
But if you look at it from my perspective
They weren't friends at all

And that week that you started crying your eyes out
Every day when you woke up
Every time you got into the car after school
For no reason really
It was all those shitty years of prep school
it built up inside you and you couldn't take it
I know how you feel
I love you though
And there is not one reason to cry anymore
Because the past is the past
And what happened then made you a better person now

Friendship is a whole different thing than what you thought it was
And though you're only 10
And in the 5th grade
It's not worth fighting to fit in
Just be you
Do what makes you happy
And stop listening to everyone else

Okay love
Because the kinks in your hair
And you being way too skinny for grandmas liking
Is all okay
And the things your mother does for you is even better
There is only love sent your way
I love you