09/05/2020
Things I’ll tell my daughter:
At 7, it’s okay if you like blue more than pink. It’s okay if you like cars more than dolls. You get to decide what you like. Period.
At 14, it’s okay to feel conscious about yourself. but what’s not okay is someone else making you feel bad for not comforting to their standards of ‘beauty’.
At 16, please sleep if the didn’t text you tonight. It’s not worth it you’re too young for all this sadness.
At 17, while GPAs and marks matter but you matter more. don’t get so blinded by the rat race that you forget to smile.
At 18, he will break your heart. Or maybe you will break his. But you’ll cry, anyway. I will be in the next room with ice-cream and stories.
At 20, if you fall in love again, invite him for dinner. He should know that if things go wrong, he’ll break two hearts.
At 21, if the college or your workplace has a toxic environment. Report it. Call it out. There is nothing more important than your mental peace.
At 28, maybe you’ll find someone. A girl, a guy, or a unicorn. Love that someone with all you’ve. Unicorns are rare, you know.
Even after all this time, even when I’m old, remember, I always have your back. Always.
Love, dad.
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Listicle by Pallavi for The Scribbled Stories
