Letter to Self, on becoming 27 years young

Dear Me/You/Self,

So, well done, you are still alive after 27 whole years! Feels like a long time, huh? Here are some things I hope you have learned over this time, and some advice I have for you – listen to me, I know you pretty well

• All in all, you are doing okay. Think of how blessed you are, stop wanting everything to be perfect.
• There is more to life than what size your clothes are.
• Cut yourself some slack. I know you feel like having been ill/injured and off work recently infers some kind of character weakness on your behalf, but it doesn’t. Everybody gets ill. Stop worrying.
• You don’t have to like running just because everyone else seems to. Exercise is supposed to be enjoyable – you love swimming, boxing and weights. Do these things. They will make you much happier about working out.
• You love salad. Eat it every day. And well done for learning to like oatcakes – you will not regret it!
• Read more books – you love to read, but you neglect it for internet faffing. Much like you are doing now! Go and READ A BOOK instead!
• There is NO RUSH to have a baby. You feel like there is, because of all the babies other people are having, but just because they are having babies doesn’t mean you have to RIGHT NOW. Wait until you are ready to give up being spontaneous, sleeping in, having a tidy house, having a quiet house, and being able to give the baby back! It’s a massive commitment. There’s plenty of time.
• Take more photos. You’ve got a great camera and you enjoy taking pictures. However, don’t look at life through the camera lens – don’t forget to appreciate the things you are looking at, as well as trying to get a good shot.
• Buy fewer magazines. You seem to crave them, but you are not sure what it is you are craving, and most of them are crap. Andy is right about celeb magazines – they will rot your brain. Listen to him.
• Actually, in general, listen to Andy. He loves you, he wants the best for you, he knows you sometimes better than you know yourself, and he listens to your mad ramblings. He is eternally sensible, wise and lovely.

I think that’s enough for you to be going on with. You are a simple creature really, I don’t want to fry your little brain! Essentially, my message is: relax. Everything is alright. Don’t worry.

Have a great year.

With love,

Self/You/Me.

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