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A Letter To My Hypothetical Daughter

I said hypothetical because I'm 16 right now, still single and not ready to mingle so you don't really exist plus I'm pretty sure I'm going to stay that way my whole life and travel the world alone and die from skydiving at 30.

Anyways, this is to let you know that it is okay to not be okay.

I was a kid when my mom told me emotions are our weaknesses and that I need to be a robot to survive practically in this world. So I grew up with only one emotion which was anger dwelling inside me and its rage coursing through my body.

I want you to know that your emotions make you human. Don't ever hoard your feelings or else you'll become a ticking bomb who's afraid to hurt others.

I was in sixth grade when I realised that the world we live in is governed by misogyny, that we live in a patriarchial society where women are suppressed and men are superior because they have dicks.

I want you to know that you are equally capable if not more. I want you to know that your voice deserves to be heard and I know that you will do whatever you want and nobody can stop you.

I was in middle school when my best friend became a stranger while I ran behind him trying to fix everything because I didn't want to lose him.

I want you to know that you need to hold the door wide open for people who wish to walk out from your live, don't ever doubt yourself or question what you did wrong because the people who put you in that position never loved you.

I was 14 when I was sexually harassed. A boy held me from behind and tried to force himself on me. I kicked him in his nuts after twisting his arm.

I want you to know that you have the strength to take care of yourself. Break any body's face if they think you are not capable of fighting back because you're a girl. Always know that it's not your fault that the boy who did that to you is a pervert who was never held accountable.

I was 15 when I first fell in love and still 15 when I had my heart broken into little pieces which took me a time to put back together.

I want you to know that you you'll fall in love over and over again but don't ever think you were not enough. Enjoy it while it lasts and then learn to move on

Dear figment of my imagination
Know that you will learn from getting your heart broken and experiences will mould you. Remember that the bridges you burn will light up your way and you will never be alone.

With love
An equally heartbroken 16 year old