The letter below is part of an ongoing series featuring letters from authors to their teen selves. If you're a published author who'd like to participate in this series, we'd love to have you. Just click here and let us know you're interested. Today's guest is Victory Witherkeigh, author of The Girl, which comes out on Tuesday.
I will start with the good news.
All the grief you’re getting for sleeping in, oversleeping, or even sleeping over eight hours a night is not the catastrophe they’re making it out to be. In fact, I’m so sorry to be the one to tell you this — but these years will be some of the best hours of sleep you’ll ever have. It will be a harrowing journey because you will slowly realize that your bed is not the solace it once was. And the darkness you keep running from — the pain of rejection and unacceptance from those who should love you — will not change by trying to earn their love.
I know I could try to take a more gentle approach to those deeply vulnerable points. But you are fifteen, and I know you have the excellent combination of distrust of authority figures and unmatched anger towards anyone who tries to tell you they know better. As painful as the truth is - you’ve definitely appreciated ripping the bandaid off more than the false hopes.
Victory as a teen