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Dear teenage Julie,

I see you there, 80s girl, with your pink hair and your man’s suit jacket with the rolled-up sleeves and your FRANKIE SAY RELAX T-shirt. You are pretty awesome, you know. I wish I still had your hips and your skin and your singing voice. But I’ve learned a few things since I was you. Here are three of them.

1. You don’t have to be perfect

Right now you’re top of your class in your little Maine high school. You have the best grades, you’re the lead in all your school plays, you have great friends, you’re popular (at least with the weird kids). But in a couple of years, you’re going to go to a huge, exclusive university, and you’re not going to be the smartest kid in the room any more. You’ll get scared of trying new things. You won’t try out for any plays or any singing groups. You’ll shy away from joining clubs, or doing any art. You’ll be afraid of failing, or of not being the best.