![]() ![]() Here are 19 things I wish I could tell my 19-year-old self. Age 19 can be a harsh introduction to the solitude of womanhood for a lot of us. Looking back, I can see that I was not the uniquely sad, special snowflake that I thought I was. ![]() When I was 19, I slumped onto my sophomore year bed, back against a drab cinderblock dormitory wall, and cried my eyes out as I scribbled this into my journal: “I am not anyone who I would be interested in talking to.” In the coming days, weeks, and months, I would scribble more notes to myself.
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