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time capsule 2012
THE TIME CAPSULE MEME year 2012 ♡ make yourself a thread so your friends can leave you messages with their thoughts about you, their wishes for you for next year, etcetera. ♡ you can also leave yourself a message... anything that you can look back on next year and reminisce about. ♡ on january 8th, 2013, this post will be set to private and put away. in december of 2013, it will be re-opened and then you can look through your old comments from the year before and do with them what you will. ♡ previous years' capsules can be found here. |
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Look, I know it ain't likely that I'm gonna heed my own advice--I don't listen to myself as is, because I'm usually a goddamned pessimistic brat.
But my advice for the future? Try to keep moving forward. It's tough sometimes, and there are plenty of times where giving up seems like the best option. I know it, and I've tried not to do it for many years.
Please, even if you get scared or alone, know you've got plenty of friends online who have got your back. Try not to lose those friends either--I won't likely get over losing most of my friends back from the other site, but there are new buddies here. Just...do your best, okay?
And don't worry so much. Everything'll be okay--it's always been, and you just have to have some faith.
Keep on going, okay? Just do what you can.
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If you've gotten to this point, then I'm proud of you. It means that you've been out of school for half of a year, maybe less or more. You might go to community college. You might wind up becoming a cartoonist or video game maker that you've wanted to be for so long. Maybe you're still living with dad, and you're trying to make a living at this point.
Know that you'll have succeeded beyond the expectations I set when I was 7. That I wouldn't make it past 18, that I'd die in some freak accident or through one of my little white lies or god forbid, from one of my relatives.
If you see this, you've lived. You've done what you never thought was possible, and I'm so proud. I'm really proud--more than anything, I'm just so glad that you've gotten this far, and I wanted that more than anything. To be proven wrong, to just be able to live and not worry about the horrible things that are thought of nightly. Here's to hoping those thoughts are curbed when all's said and done.
...I know this is the last thing you want to hear, but you might need to start trusting people who's faces you can see at some point. It's okay--I know you've been scared for years of trusting people because of shit you've gone through in middle school. I know...I know. It's not an easy thing to get over.
But if you live, are successful, and may even be holding onto something steady jobwise? You'll have made me proud. I want to see you succeed, and grow up to be somebody. I want you to prove to the world you aren't just some weirdo who sits by herself at lunch.
And most importantly? I want you to get help. Not the kind from the school, obviously, since they wouldn't know anything if it hit them in their heads. Real, professional help. You need it, because it's a pretty clear fact that there's a fear of functioning on your own.
...Just do your best, okay? Keep going. Keep going.