Guest Post: Letter to Myself

Hi, my name is Elyse and I blog over here. I’m so thankful to be able to do a guest post over here. Have ya’ll seen the show on Sundance Channel called THE MORTIFIED SESSIONS. Well if not, you should totally look it up, it’s a lot of fun. Celebrities look back at their childhood, trying to prove that albeit they’re famous, wealthy, etc., they had an awkward childhood phase too. At the end of the show, the host asks whether the celebrity had something to tell their past selves. Well, although 2011 was only a couple ago, I was inspired to write myself a letter reflecting on the past year.

Dear Elyse,
2011 will be a wonderful year for you. By the time you finish, you will only have one semester left of grad school, you’ll be looking for big girl jobs, and starting to find yourself in this crazy world. While you spend tons of time worrying and stressing, there are some good times that come along.
You got to spend one last glorious summer with friends and family, doing absolutely nothing. You travel to California, Washington DC, Florida, and home. You go on whirlwind trips, just for the sake of seeing a concert. Speaking of concerts, you went to tons of them…and even met a few bands.


You learned that life in the Midwest, while not quite your beloved South, is quite alright. Especially when you know the right kind of people. It’s not about where you live, it is about the people you surround yourself with. The people who matter most will accept you for who you are, quirks and all.
Most importantly, you need to remember, not to stress over the small stuff. Things always work out in the end. Take the advice you read in some random magazine in a doctor’s waiting room “Will I be worrying about this five years from now?” Most likely the answer will be no. So enjoy life. Stop stressing, you have a wonderful year ahead of yourself.
Love (because you need to remember to love yourself),
~Yourself 

Thanks to Chelsea Elizabeth for letting me post over here. Thanks for reading. Now I have a question for ya’ll. If you could write a letter to yourself, what would you say?