If I'd be given a chance to talk to my younger self, I'd say " Good job mate, you've exceeded my expectations!"
I mean, it's not that bad. You've done everything that you could to survive. You'd done plenty of awesome things for me to be proud. You've made it through and I am so happy for you.
You may not be the richest person on earth but you've had so much memories to count. You didn't live up to the expectations of your parents, instead you've shown them who you are. You didn't hide in the shadows of your sisters, you outshine them bigtime. And I am giving you a credit for that.
For what it's worth, there is no regret in having you as my past. Whatever I am right now, wherever I am what right and regardless of my situation right now, I won't blame you for any of it. Besides, you've done great in keeping me alive.
Even if I am suffering right now, I'm still happy with your choices for me. You made me the strongest person that I could ever be. You made me a warrior. You've taught me how to fight. You taught me that life ain't easy and that there is no shotcut in this game. You've shown me the way to happiness. I know you've had enough of it, let me handle the rest.
You've climbed up the highest ladder that you could get me. You've fought all the monsters who attempted to slaughter us. You forgave all the people who betrayed us. You paved the way for me. Thank you for doing that.
Now that I am in my early thirties, I want to say that I am doing a great job in keeping things in order. I am remembering your pain so I can move forward. I don't have much to offer because I am as broke as fuck right now but I promise, I won't let your sacrifices go to waste. When I am ready, I will bounce back. And I, will also make you proud.