By Cassie White
Dear 20-year-old Cassie,
This is the last thing you want to hear, as you sit there, hungover, probably on a Tuesday, with a hand-rolled ciggie between your fingers.
So I’ll get to the point: quit that rubbish and get moving.
I don’t care what you do, just stop drinking, stop smoking and get off the couch.
You don’t know this right now, but the longer you keep up this lifestyle, the harder it will be to shake. Harder for you than many others as you’ve inherited the alcoholic gene that runs down both sides of your family tree.
Right now you tell yourself being fit and healthy isn’t something you care about, because you’re young and think it doesn’t matter. But go a little deeper and you know this feels important to you.
You have this ‘too-cool-for-school’ image you wear like a mask. The thing is, not caring isn’t who you are. You are just too scared to try in case you fail.
It’s true, you weren’t a sporty kid in school. You came last in sports carnivals, got picked last for team sports.
In high school, you managed to weasel your way out of every HPE class and compulsory sports carnival to save yourself the embarrassment of failing.
It is easy to understand why you put up this ‘too-cool’ front. But want to know something? None of that matters now.