Conversations with my 13 year old self

I sometimes wonder what a conversation would look like between the 13-year-old-me, the 19-year-old-me, and the me that is typing this question at almost 28. I hope that that little girl would trust me when I told her it's all going to be completley different when she gets older. I hope the 19-year-old-me would believe me when I tell her that her bravery will carry her farther in life than what's imprinted on her ticket.

I wonder if each of them would be proud to be the person that the older one turned out to be?

I worry that I don't learn from life's lessons and I don't put the right priorities straight in life, but then I think of what that 13-year-old-me used to think I would be at this age I am now. Although it's not what she pictured, I know it's exactly what it's supposed to be.

I guess when it come's to taking advantage of the opportunites to experience life and making my own path, I feel like I owe it to each of those girls to do right by them. Strange to talk about myself in the 3rd person, but it helps me wrap my mind around being true to myself.