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What I Wish I’d Told Myself on the Worst Day of My Life
A letter from older me to younger me
Maya Spikes and Jordin Kelly challenged me to write a letter to myself during the worst time in my life.
The older me definitely has some things to say to the younger me.
Let me give you a bit of background. This was the first day at a new school. I was 11. This was Bible class.
Hi Frank,
I know you meant well. You were just being yourself.
And Mr. Ford yelled at you for it.
He didn’t even know you yet. He might not have even remembered your name. For him to make an example of you like that is just cruel.
I wish I could tell you that you’ll never face another cruel person again. I can’t. They’re everywhere.
Now that I’m older and have been watching people a while, I need you to hear this.
People who are mean to you might just be mad because you disrupted the way they think things ought to be. Or maybe they got stuck in traffic on the way to work and they’re still pissed off about it. Lucky you. You get the venom spray and you don’t even have to do anything to deserve it.
Had he had more patience with you, things would have gone differently. A lot differently…
