VIRGINIA LUCAS HART

Dear 21-Year-Old Self

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Dear 21-Year-Old Self

Dear 21-year-old self,

It's okay that you took the subway to Coney Island instead of Midtown for your first interview. One day someone will be asking YOU for directions.

It's okay that you didn't get the job of being Martha Stewart's second assistant. Her loss.

Don't waste time wondering if/when/how your fairy tale love story will happen. Keep doing "you" and it'll all work out. Promise.

You will quickly realize who your true girlfriends are. Cherish them, support them, and keep them close. They will be there for you when no one else is.

Don't compare your timeline to others' timelines. Each life unfolds differently after college. Comparison is the thief of joy.

When people say, "I could NEVER live in New York City!", smile and change the subject.

Have more than you show and speak less than you know.

I know it's hard, but try not to bother the celebrities. Some are nicer than others.

Don't quit your day dream.

The struggle is part of the story.

You are going to meet people who are extremely different from you. See what you can learn from them.

Shots are never a good idea.

Anytime you're able to find humor in a situation, you win.

You will take away more from the continuing education classes than you think. Keep your notes.

What Susie says of Sally says more of Susie than of Sally.

Stop ripping pages out of your sketchbook. All portfolios start somewhere.

A smile and a can-do attitude are everything in a workplace.

You can't please everyone so don't even try.

Stay weird.

People will judge everything about you. Let them.

Invest in yourself.

Charge what you're worth.

Create a college scrapbook NOW instead of waiting so many years.

Send a thank-you note even if you think the recipient won't care.

You create your own sunshine and your own rain. Choose sunshine.

If an ad for an apartment sounds too good to be true, it is.

Learn to say "no" without explaining yourself.

Spend more time playing tourist in your own city.

You can't do everything, but you can do anything.

Dear 21-year-old self who moved to New York seven years ago today with enough money to pay one month's rent, 3 interview outfits, and zero fear of taking a risk, please remind your 28-year-old self what you're capable of. Xo.