Dear you, you’re a mess…

Dear 15/16 year old Chelsea.


If your reading this it will enforce just how amazing you are. We have created letter time travel, we are in-fact incredible.


I know where your sat and what your doing. On nanny eve’s pink chair, listening to Norah Jones on repeat, crying and singing. I know future you is amazing. But seriously get up, pull yourself together and dump that loser of a boyfriend. He is making you look like a total loon. It is doing you no favours, he will keep doing it, he is simply a vile creature.


You will find someone else and he will make you very happy, so stop pushing those girlys away, put on some slap and have a giggle. Being 16 is easy, trust me.


Stop eating so much fudge from the sweet shop your working at, it will make you go up 2 whole dress sizes, yes TWO!


Talk to your best friend, she does not hate you, she will fool around with your current boyfriend when your not together but he is a loser and she knows this! If you had taken my advice you would have been well shot of him anyway! 


Please know all your womanly instincts are true, yes all of them. He will however make you feel like you are the one going mad but in fact he is the mad one who enjoys messing people up. He is a good liar and he will convince your friends you are insane, but one day you will talk to them and they will see sense, just like you need to do.


You will make up with your best friend, she is young too, we all make mistakes.


You will meet Callie, try not to loose touch for those few years, she ends up being there for you alot. She will however try and push ‘him’ off a ladder, I know you will stop her. To be honest he does deserve it. 


One day you will meet Kevin, go with it if you like, but he is a massive fool, he will force you into one of the worst situations ever. You will want to turn around, you almost will, but don’t, you do get another chance and it turns out to be amazing.


When you are 20 you will have sight problems that you will ignore, you really should see someone. I know you won’t. You do however end up with MS, yes ultra sucky, no it is no fun, yes its hard, but I will do my best to make sure you are okay. I’m still working on it.


Well I will end my letter by saying, pluck your eyebrows, dump the lanky tosser, go out with your friends and GET A LIFE! Don’t waste school arguing with friends and the lanky bloke. Have fun. Life at 15/16 is one big party! Love life and find yourself.


Kind regards 25 year old you, the more shaved tattooed, badly wired up you.


P.s Don’t drink the champagne off the fat boy, it has something in it. Don’t mix you drinks, purple sick is not cool.

This is an entry into the Legal and General #youngerself competiton.