Dear brilliant and beautiful girls of Noble,
As I pen this letter, memories of my younger, high school self float through my mind. The friendships, laughter, and extracurricular activities were all core to my high school experience, which created so many fond memories that I keep near to my heart even now. And while I have those fond memories, I also remember all too often being told how loud I was or how I questioned too much. That criticism created a set of insecurities in me that I didn’t even realize would impact how I am as an adult.
As a teenager, the one thing I wished someone told me or, even more so, taught me, was how to love myself. More specifically, how to love myself in spite of messages and a society that communicated quite the opposite. I know it sounds cliche but, growing up, “love” was a word used to describe crushes or feelings toward family and close friends. “Love” brought images of flowers, hearts, and popular romantic films to mind but never did someone discuss with me what love of self looked or felt like. It wasn’t until well after college that I really started to delve into what self-love even meant and all of the ways I was not loving myself well.
In the spirit of being that person I wish I had in high school, I want to share with you what I’ve learned about the power of self-love that I hope you can learn from and practice for yourself.