Dear Fifteen-Year-Old Me

Dear Fifteen-Year-Old Me, That Sophomore staring up into space isn’t you. This is her first year at a brand new high school and she intends to dumb herself down, show some skin, and wear platform sandals. It seems like a brilliant plan for blending in—and it works. Dances, boyfriends, breaking up with boys you justContinue reading “Dear Fifteen-Year-Old Me”