Yesterday I read a book called "What I Wish I knew at Eighteen". It quoted various people's answers to the question:
If you had the chance, what would you tell your eighteen year old self?
And it had me thinking. So I'm just days away from entering my twenties, and so eighteen is all that long ago, BUT it's still long enough to make me want to give my eighteen year old self some advice. So what would I tell my eighteen year old self?
Don't give your heart away so readily.
That's all.
I don't need to have been in dozens of meaningless relationships to give pieces of my heart away. Pieces of my heart are given away every time I open my heart to someone, as soon as I make yourself vulnerable. Don't get me wrong, that can be a good thing - a very good thing - but my heart doesn't belong to just anybody.
Hopefully I can keep my heart a bit more guarded as I explore my twenties.
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