I chose to write to the 12 year old me, because it was such a pivotal time in my life. Had crappy things already happened? Oh, yes. Definitely.
BUT I was still very innocent and trusting. And incredibly naïve despite my brother’s treatment of me.
I think I would’ve been very receptive to anyone who could have offered me some insight, love and concern, to help me feel stronger and more confident in myself.
And I think it could have made a big difference.
Of course, we don’t get a do-over, but I do think its useful to address my younger self and re-write some of the ideas I had in my mind at that time…