I get so sad when I see pictures of myself when I was a little girl.
I see the big elated smile on my face and the genuine happiness
in my eyes and think of how I will never be like that again.
I wish I could go back and warn my younger self to enjoy my innocent
and naïve life while it lasts. I would tell that little girl, “your life will get difficult,
your body will become scarred, your heart will get shattered,
your self-image will get lowered to near nonexistence,
and all that remains will be the memories of
once upon a time when you were truly happy.”
I just get so upset when I realize that
I can never go back to the way I was before.
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