Dear Future Self - RCKTSHP Scholarship

I recently entered a scholarship essay for what you would say to your past self.

This is my entry, feel free to give feedback.

Shay,

There is so much I want to tell you, but somehow I feel like that will take the much needed mystery out of life. All I can offer is vague statements that cover basic topics you will deal with throughout your life. Shay, life is so valuable, and soon you will understand the meaning of a moment, therefore spend your time with those people and things who actually matter, don't waste it on frivolous things. Go easy on the teenage years. I promise it's a tough enough time for everyone, maybe try to make it easier on those who are in your life. Find something that you are passionate about, and spend the time needed to become amazing at it. Talents are more important than you could ever imagine. You can make it through everything that is going to come your way, if you stand true to your smile, and keep smiling, you will conquer. That's a promise. Take the time to enjoy the little things that come along in life because one day those little things won't be around.

Now some more advice, when people tell you to grow up, don't. Keep your imagination, creativity and naive trust in life and love. This world already has too many hard and cynical people, try not to become one of them even though life will treat you differently. Love those worth loving, and always remember to laugh at yourself. This life is oh so wonderful, and even through the hard times, things can remain just as wonderful, it's a choice, and it's all up to you. You've got some hard times, and big storms coming your way and I'm not going to tell you it's going to be easy, because it won't be. Hold fast to things that make you happy, and healthy, this will make all the difference.

Finally Shay, please don't give up on yourself, your mind, or your body. You are in control, no matter how out of control you feel. You can get through anything that comes your way, just put your whole self into overcoming it and you will. I'm living proof of it today.

The rest will be unknown, because that's the fantastic part of life. Just know that there's love, joy, adventure, heartbreak, grief, and struggles all coming your way, but standing here I can tell you, you will continue to rise above everything, as long as you choose to.

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