On the edge of 17: Loving the person you always were
My mom sent me a bunch of photos from 2004 for a piece I'm writing for xoJane.com. Ten years ago. I miss that fierce, fearless, unabashed girl I used to be. Looking at these photos, I remember what it was like to be innocent, to believe in everything, to love freely without knowing hurt and to feel like anything was possible.
Looking at these photos, I know for a minute what it's like to go back to the edge of 17.