This is me in 1995:
I’m totally so much prettier now, 30 years later. I’m not even talking about how much happier, more confident, popular, smarter, and just simply blooming I am today. Even physically I looked like a sick monkey back then. Although, obviously I have ailments now and I didn’t back then. At least not of the physical kind.
I feel so much kindness and compassion towards students precisely because they are young. Youth is hard. You can never afford anything, there’s always debt, crappy, crummy jobs, you feel self-conscious, you care about what everybody else thinks, you don’t know if you will end up married or alone (although in this particular photo I clearly didn’t have that problem), childless or with children, friendless or not.
And the really hilarious thing was that back then I thought I was hideously fat. Like for real, dude, youth is such a stupid time.
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