❣️I miss my younger self.❣️ _ by Anupama ojha

❣️I miss my younger self.❣️


So, Like everyone else's, I want to return to my childhood days, too. When my biggest worry was not getting enough friendship bands. When I was innocent and found happiness in the little things.

The unwavering faith I had on people, I wish I could get that back now. It had its pros and cons but whatever I had inside me was pure. If only my younger self had a better understanding of people, she would have suffered less.

I had this resilient spirit and was uncomplaining to all the people who messed with my head. I loved them stupidly, even when they inflicted pain on my heart, maybe, I was a coward, or perhaps, naive? I never spoke up.

I used to be a girl whose smile never faded from her lips, an over enthusiastic person, It was the bullying and ridiculing by some people which took the smile away from my face permanently. My younger self let them impact me, but I suppose, you learn some things only later in life, I wish I felt proud of myself just the way I was.

Now when I look at my younger self twenty-one years later, I can only see naivety as my folly. but I also equally love the fact that without this naively I wouldn't have evolved into the powerful person as I am now. It's the lessons from the bitter experiences of the past which made me aware of my self-respect and dignity, thus transforming a timid girl into an independent girl who has learned to protect herself both emotionally and physically.

The girl who is thankful to her younger self for making her wise with the experiences of life.
 Anupama ojha

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