February 22
Dear Diary,
When I have his full attention, I glow. When he ignores me, I sit and wait until he does.
I feel so wimpy. So insecure. So dependent.
Why can’t I have some of the social fascination Lisa has? I don’t tease. I don’t act mad. I don’t nag. I’m b-o-r-i-n-g.
What can I do to be more entertaining? To hold his interest?
C
To Teenage Me,
How I would love to convince you that he’s not worth your worries. Sure, he’s a nice boy. But that just it: he’s a boy. b-o-y. Not G-o-d. Not someone who deserves to determine how you feel about yourself.
You don’t need to be “more” entertaining. Or “more” anything. Don’t worry about all those things you “don’t” do. Focus one what you do do that makes you you!
And when the time is right, God will bring you a m-a-n who will make you forget every b-o-y you’ve ever wasted tears on.
But even he will not be the determiner of your worth. That role is God’s alone. And He says you’re worth saving and rejoicing over!
Zephaniah 3:17
Love,
Your Future Self
P.S. If you’ve not heard the song “Worth More Than Gold” it’s worth your time!
May 17
Dear Diary,
You remember that dress I loved and wanted to keep so bad, but I couldn’t afford it so I returned it?
MOTHER. BOUGHT. IT. FOR. ME!!!!!!!!!!
I know it’s silly.
But it means the world today.
C
To Teenage Me,
How totally marvy!!! (Ooops…my 80s are showing!)
Seriously, what a lovely surprise.
Hard as it may be, don’t let this one surprise trigger secret expectations for more. Enjoy it for what it is: a gift of love.
And in a few years, when Mother refuses to help you pick The Dress, please think back to this day.
Remember that people give love as best they can. Sometimes they can; sometimes they can’t. Only God gives–and loves–without fail.
James 1:17
Love,
Your Future Self
September 2
Dear Diary,
I had an appointment with Dr. M today. My parents reported strange eating habits and quick escape from the dinner table to the bathroom. They suspect bulimia.
Dr. M recommended counseling, but I don’t want to hash through a bunch of pain and tears!
Ugh.
C
To Teenage Me,
Oh girlie, none of us want to hash through pain and tears! It’s so tempting to believe that everyone else needs counseling, but “not me.” That it may help others, but “not me.”
Yes. You.
You’re caught in a destructive cycle of trying to meet your needs through food. You need help. Now.
Yes. You.
The sooner you face this truth and turn to the Truth, the sooner you will be free.
John 8:32
Love,
Your Future Self
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