A Letter To My 17-Year-Old Self
Life is going to get rocky, but you always manage to make it through.
Hey you — Sandra, past me. I'm not exactly sure what to call you, but I'm you from the future — and before you ask, no. They haven't created a time machine yet, but I still have hope!
You're probably wondering why I'm here, and what I have to say. Well, get ready…