My 16 year old self wanted to be married and have kids by now. I'm with a great guy and hope to be married to him sooner rather than later but I'm glad that I didn't start having kids at the age I wanted to. I've got cats, they're plenty for me now. I think she'd be bummed that I haven't graduated college yet but as I'm just now figuring out what I want to do with my life, I'm glad I didn't just try to graduate with a degree that I wouldn't use in the long run. All in all, I think she would be okay with 25 year old me. I've been with the guy I lost my virginity to for seven years (tomorrow is our anniversary!) and have made good with what I've got. I pay my bills, have a car, have been on my own since 19 and learned how to cook like a beast and make money doing what I like while making money at a regular job as well. P,us I got kind of hot 8) and my SO is damn gorgeous as well.
Quoting Mama Rice:" If my 16 year old self knew I would be where I am now then I would have shit. I hated kids. I tried to ... [snip!] ... after 7 1/2 years to make my family my priority. All before I turned 28. What would your 16 year old self think of you today?"
My 16 year old me was a f**k up. I would be proud of who I am today :) I had Lily at 19 and was seriously so fucked up until I had her!
She'd be terrified to know too far ahead of what she was about to do, overwhelmed with joy because it was worth it a million times over. That scared little girl could never imagine how colorful and beautiful and rich life could be.
Mostly she'd be surprised, I think. Confused at this new world, one I continue to discover and love now in the way that most people get to discover the world as young children. She'd be happy she gathered every last bit of fire and hope left in her pastel-tinted world and left to truly begin life, at age sixteen.
16 is when I met DH online... I would be shocked I married him and moved to Australia... I never wanted to leave my Utah bubble let alone the US. As for being married with a kid it's what I always wanted. So... I would be relieved someone actually wanted to deal with me forever. Haha. But yes... My 16 year old self would be very pleased with me. :)
she would be a little iffy.. i mean i love my kids but didnt finish H.S.
When I was 16 I was full of vitriol and busy rebelling through things like music and drugs. I had short hair (usually dark), tons of piercings, hated the military, thought college was overrated, NEVER saw myself having kids (at least not until 30 or so), etc.
This went on until I was about 20 or so. I went on to go to college, meet and marry a Marine (HUGE surprise to my oldest friends and my family, haha), have a child in my mid 20s, grow my hair out, remove all of my piercings, etc.
My conclusion thus far in life? The only people who say age doesn't matter are those who haven't lived long enough to know better... I say this because a lot of teenage girls love to think they will hold the exact same opinions and beliefs between their teenage years and actual adulthood but that is definitely not the case and myself and my peers are definitely proof of that, haha. You change A LOT between 16 and adulthood ("adulthood" isn't an age, it's a state of being; living on your own, paying your own bills, etc.).
Well, she would definitely go with what she planned to do before her eighteenth birthday, that's for sure. :/
She'll agree with my current self on needing to get the f**k off this site. She would feel pretty disappointed about the current job she has and wonder where the hell it fits into her future, although she'd be thrilled with at least having her own money :lol:
She and my current self will also agree that I can reach my goals, but we need to work a lot harder. :)
My 16 year old self would be happy for the most part. I wanted a family my whole life and now I have an amazing one! Only thing she would be pissed about is that I don't have a degree yet. I've changed majors quite a few times and it's set me back a lot of years.
My 16 year old self would be baffled that I made it.. I always thought that I wasnt going to make it. My dad made my life hell to the point where I didnt want to be here anymore. I think my younger self would be proud of the choices I made, and that I held on when I didnt think I could anymore. Suprised that I got married, and had babies.. Be disappointed that I let myself get chubby again but proud that I own it and Im comfortable in my own skin.
I would slap myself.
Damn, b***h! What the hell did you do to deserve that man?
<blockquote><b>Quoting Too cool. 8):</b>" Damn, b***h! What the hell did you do to deserve that man? "</blockquote>
Quoting Mama Rice:" <blockquote><b>Quoting Too cool. 8):</b>" Damn, b***h! What the hell did you do to deserve that man? "</blockquote> Huh?"
That's what my 16 year old self, would think of me right now.
She'd probably be very happy she didn't f**k up her life by getting pregnant. And be devastated that her "soul mate" became a heroin addict.