Dear Teenager
Iâm writing to you from a place you couldnât possibly imagine and at an age youâd think impossibly old. I have the benefit of hindsight and would love to take your hand and tell you not to be so hard on yourself. You have no idea how much life is waiting out there for you and how many versions of yourself youâll have to go through before you reach the position Iâm in now.
But there are two things I wish I could give you; a glimpse of the woman youâll become and the knowledge that you will get there in your own time. Youâre going to be alright! Youâre going to survive these difficult teenage years although I realise this wonât seem remotely possible right now!
I see you sitting on the bed in your sunny bedroom worrying about something, which, in the great scheme of things, will turn out to be insignificant. But not right now! Right now it feels as if the world is against you and you are completely alone.
You go to an all girls school where you are surrounded by other girls who seem infinitely more confident, prettier and definitely more interesting than you. Not only are you painfully shy, have a stammer and have uncontrollably curly hair but you have spots that seem to have declared war on your face! All these awful âdisabilitiesâ have made you realise that no boy will ever find you attractive!
And there is this one boy who you are profoundly, hopelessly and spectacularly in love with! This really saddens me. Even though Iâve been around a bit I can still feel your angst. You are always thinking about him, analysing every word he says and every glance he gives in your direction as if youâre gathering evidence for a court case! Youâre planning your future together. You fantasise about dancing closely with him, holding his hand and that first glorious, rapturous kiss!
Stop!
There are five girls to every boy in your town. He has first choice of all the popular beauties. You are convinced that he is the most wonderful, handsome boy who has ever walked the earth. I have news for you! He isnât! Looks are skin deep! I know because I had one date with him and wondered what on earth anyone could ever see in him! I bet you wouldnât believe me. What do adults know?
But one day youâll discover that this boy and all the others are not the highly sophisticated breed of humans you imagine them to be. Most teenage boys are too busy wondering whether their own hair looks ridiculous, whether their trousers are the correct length and if they can get through one day without saying or doing something spectacularly stupid in front of girls, you included. Theyâre as insecure as you are!
Youâre carrying around a judgemental committee in your head. Trust me, this committee genuinely doesnât know what itâs talking about! Itâs creating all these rules about how you should look, what you should wear and how you are expected to behave. When you are already so shy and self conscious these rules feel like youâre in a prison cell preventing you from getting out there to enjoy life, your family and your friends. You are constantly questioning what people think, what they say and why theyâve said it. Have you done the wrong thing? Have you embarrassed yourself again? Have they noticed your spots, your bad hair day, will anyone ever be able to fall in love with you?
Now listen to me! You do grow up and become braver. Youâll discover that confidence isnât something youâre born with but something life gradually gives you. You are going to get a good job, travel, experience things you could never imagine possible! And, most importantly, you will fall in love and rather wonderfully, someone will fall in love with you! Youâll have two beautiful children who will grow into kind, loving adults. You will build a life that is fuller and happier than you could ever have dreamt possible.
Life isnât a fairy tale and Iâm not going to insult you and pretend it is. There will be disappointments and heartbreak. There will be moments when youâll wonder if you are strong enough. You are! One day you will stop caring quite so much, but not completely, because thatâs just the kind of person you are. Youâll say what you think and not let your stammer get you down or define you.
Youâre young and understandably frightened as you have absolutely no idea what lies waiting for you. You nurture your fears, your insecurities and are wasting time worrying about things that will never happened.
But, alas, you will never know any of this. You will never receive the comfort these words could have given you because I can only write this letter many years later. You had no crystal ball, no fortune teller whispering in your ear. You simply had to take that brave step into the unknown, like all young teenagers do.
You wonât know which paths will lead to heartache or which ones to happiness but that is how it is meant to be. You have to live life, not watch it unfold from a safe distance. Your future isnât shared with you or written for you. Youâve have to write it yourself. Youâll be shaped by all the good times, the heartbreak and all your adventures, the biggest being leaving South Africa and moving to England.
And that is how the frightened young girl who lived, loved, stumbled, laughed, endured and discovered so many wonderful things along lifeâs way, became the woman sitting writing this letter to you today.