if you got to speak to your younger self, you have a feeling they wouldn't recognize you. you don't know if that's good or bad. you don't speak to any of your childhood friends anymore. sometimes you see them post online and you like the photo and nothing more. sending a message would push some unspoken boundary. you think about all the sleepovers and sharing of secrets and wish you could go back, but know you never will. it's nobody's fault, these things just happen. you feel like you grew up too fast. you never appreciated childhood until you lost it. you stay up mourning who you used to be and you forget to appreciate how far you've come. you made it so far & you'll make it even farther. it's okay to think about the past, but don't get lost in it. you don't have to define yourself by who you once were. you don't owe anyone anything.