A letter to my high-school self.

Dear Whitney,

This is High School. First, I want to tell you that you really will not use x squared minus y subtracted by the formula in (   ) divided by 2. You were right and indeed won that debate with your algebra teacher. Kudos. Just pass math so you can graduate and whatever you end up doing in life that requires math, you’ll be trained.

Secondly, in 7 years your life will be completely different. This is where you’ll realize that not everyone is really a “friend.” When you begin to stand up for what you believe in you’ll get cussed out, flipped off, and blocked on social media; therefore, do not live these next 4 years trying to impress the very people that will turn their back on you.

And the boys – ohhhh the boys. Let me go ahead and tell you that 90% of high school relationships do not work out anyway. PLEASE do not drop the “L” word on the first guy that makes you feel warm and fuzzy on the inside. You will meet and marry a guy that does not even live in Dalhart! His name is Josh so be on the look-out for him.

And lastly, there will be a girl that you want to make fun of the next few years. We won’t discuss her name because you’ll know her the second you meet her. She is unique and stands out from everyone else because of her love for Jesus. You currently do not understand what she is going through and you won’t for another 7 years, when you are facing the same thing as an adult. I am telling you to befriend her now so that in years down the road you do not have to seek her out and apologize/repent for the way you treated a follower of Jesus. Also, you’ll become a youth director and you’ll be guiding teenagers to be like the very person you used to mock.