Who I'm Writing To

The people who read this blog are many and varied. It kind of messes with my head to think about it. I thought it might help if I wrote to a particular person, or group of people. If I thought about my uni friends, I'd probably never put up half the embarrassing posts that I have, given that many of my uni friends are overachievers and mature. I couldn't think of my best friend because I've told her most of these things already, so it wouldn't make sense. Then I thought of the one person who has stuck by me through everything--who has gritted her teeth with me when it gets tough, laughed like a maniac with me at the most inappropriate times, and talked things through with me when I don't know what to do. Who is it? Myself, of course! Sure, sometimes that little voice calls me things I'd never speak aloud, but overall, that person inside you is the only one who will be there for you no matter what.
I'm not going to talk to my current self (I know what I know, so again, no point). Rather, every time I post something, I am talking to my younger self. That confused, emotionally vulnerable highschooler who was blindly stumbling through life and wondering if it gets any better.

Through my blog, I can now pick the twigs out of her hair, pat her on the shoulder, and say 'Yes, there is life after high school. There will be times when things get even worse, but you finally begin to sort out some of those issues. And you'll find plenty of wonderful people to help you along the way.'

So forgive me, blogger comrades, if I ever sound like I'm telling you what to do. Just remember that I'm actually trying to whack my former self over the head and say, 'Don't do that! Try this instead.' 

But I'm glad you're here, friend from across the screen, because even if I were able to go back in time and tell little Sophie all these treasures, I feel sure she wouldn't listen. I mean, how many times did I hear the advice, 'Start assignments early. Don't leave it till the last minute'? Answer: zillions. But did I listen? Heck, I still hand in assignments with only minutes to spare.

Even having this poster stuck to the wall behind my computer all year didn't help 

I have no doubt that you are much smarter than I am, so I'm hoping that some of my mistakes will help you to do that little bit better--or perhaps make you realise that you're not the only one who has experienced something.

And so friendship is born

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