A Letter To My 20-Year-Old Self.
What I wish my twenty-year-old self had known.
My Dearest Love,
Firstly, you are not broken. The confusion and despair you sometimes feel in your inability to find purpose behind your existence, is what everyone around you feels. Befriend that feeling. It will visit you often.
It’s beautiful how stubbornly you search for that magical ‘meaning of life’…