Advice, Please!

Whenever I was feeling sad because a boy had said something mean to me or dumped me or asked some other girl to the prom and not me, my mom would make me a cup of hot cocoa in a special Mary Englebreit mug we used to have that looked like this:

It had this written on the side:

“Now listen and believe me, I am not just saying this because I am your mother: You are the prettiest, nicest girl in the entire school, not to mention the brightest and if you don’t believe me just look in the mirror. I hap