A Letter to My 15-Year-Old Self

You're going to end up just fine

At 15-years-old, you have an unshakeable feeling of independence. Under all of that, you’re worrying about how you’re going to make it to New York and work in fashion. You have no idea what university you’ll apply to because not many have full-fledged fashion degrees. As a result, you’ve given up on having the ‘typical’ college experience. But don’t worry your little 15-year-old head because everything works out just how it should. Of course.

Right now, you’re probably scouring fashion shows for the latest photo to include in whatever blog you’re working on now. You’ll soon find solace in fashion week and creating collages in photoshop.

I know you’re frustrated that you’re not a successful blogger yet. You put too much pressure on yourself and that’s something you’ll continue to work on. It doesn’t help that you choose to blog in secret and refuse to ask for help or advice.

After your mom shares your blog on Facebook (without your approval), you feel relief. You can now share your work in progress with the world! Unfortunately this blog won’t make it in the long run. The good news is after years of trial and error, we launch another one when we’re 23 and the initial response is overwhelmingly positive.

15-year-old

You’ve already met one of your best friends and trust me you’ll be friends for life. Over the years you’ll meet more people vital to your life. These people will challenge you, help you grow, and be there for you no matter what.

In about a year you’ll be trying to find your first job because you’re tired of not having your own money. The job search won’t be easy and you’re going to get discouraged. I’ll let you in on a little secret though- you’re first job will be at Dunkin Donuts and you’re going to meet some of the most amazing people there.

As far as college goes, you’ll hit a little hiccup along the way. After some well-meaning advice given to you by a family member, you choose to start an accounting degree. It won’t be a waste of time though! You’ll soon have an epiphany that leads you to attending The Cronkite School, working towards a bachelor’s in journalism.

You’re going to question your journalism degree countless of times, wondering whether or not you have what it takes. Trust me, sitting here writing this as a senior who is four months away from graduation, you have it.

I know you’ve never felt like you fit in in any of your classes. You’ve always been the quiet girl in the corner. While to this day you struggle to verbally express yourself, you’ll find a home at Cronkite.

You’re going to find your voice as a writer and platforms that support it. You’re also going to feel lost at times. It’s during this time that you really start to realize what you want. It’s tough and you’re going to feel lonely sometimes, but it won’t last forever.

There is so much good that is going to happen to you over the next eight years. I don’t want to spoil all of it for you.

My one request is that you try to be easier on yourself. You’re only human and you’re going to make mistakes. People are going to walk in and out of your life and you’ll have to cut some people out yourself.

I know you’re so eager to strike out on your own and live the New York dream. I know you think you have it all figured out and can take care of yourself. You’ll get your taste of independence soon. In the meantime, enjoy the simplicity that is your life. It won’t stay like this forever.

Trust me when I say that the best years of your life are yet to come.

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Davyn is a journalism student at Arizona State University. During her free...