Here are some things I’ve relearned, from reading through my letters from highschool:
1. Things were all-important and world-ending. I know we all remember this about highschool, but there’s this gorgeous letter from a close friend of mine, apologising for the way she used me, and acknowledging that we could probably never be close again after what had happened.
It sounded like a biiiiig bust-up. I do not remember it.
Reading our reactions to those things – how we coveted our secrets and how we dreaded them coming to light and how we needed everything to be recorded – brings back viscerally how our world was finite but immense.
2. I tried, for a small window of time, to go by “Bad Goddess”.