I'm chuffed to have a guest on Dear Teen Me today.
It also forced me to admit that I could do with taking a bit more of my own advice on a daily basis: after I sent my submission in I went to our local off-leash dog park and watched a couple of Staffies chase balls. It made me feel much, much better.
And then I came home and listened to some Smiths, because 80s-era Morrissey* still understands my pain...
* i.e. before he moved to the States and took up golf