What would I say to my 16 year old self?
You are perfect. You are worthy. F@CK that guy. He was my high school sweetheart. My first love. My first everything, including my first memory of hardcore boyfriend rejection.
Standing on the front porch of my moms house.
Exchanging kisses.
Saying "I love yous".
I was 16 years old and I was IN LOVE.
I had to be, because he took my virginity. I was now "his".
I belonged to him in almost every sense of the word.
Except I was 16 and still belonged to my parents.
It was a beautiful spring night and my then boyfriend Jasen was 19. Free to do whatever he wanted. I on the other hand had a 9 o'clock curfew.