What I’d Go Back and Tell My Fifteen-Year-Old Self

You don’t know anything yet, but that’s okay.

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It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I could close my eyes right now and picture you as if you were standing before me this moment. You have an unsteady gait as you shoulder your way through other teens to get to your locker. You look down at your feet more often than not — that comes from a knack for…