A letter from November 1st, 2020

Dear FutureMe, It's November 2nd, 2020. This year has been the worst ever. So many deaths, so much heartbreak, but the bad comes with the good. You've had your fair share of laughs, you started playing console video games, you did your nails for the first time, you ate sushi for the first time, you did your eyebrows for the first time, you saw your mom and family for the first time in three years. You turned fifteen! But, you've also lost so many friends, to the point that you went days without talking to anyone. You've had a lot of time to yourself at home. The brother works and so does dad. It can get lonely. You really grew up this year. You have so much pain in you but you haven't given up. There's a boy. He's funny, kind, and he really seems to love you. For some reason you say you love him, but if this is love, why is it not exciting ?or heart warming? Are you guys still together? Do you love him like you know you can? Have you found someone who makes you feel alive? The anxiety in you, does it get any better? You overthink everything. You keep a lot inside. Does life get easier? I have so many questions. Right now, the future is something i can't stop thinking about. I want to go to college, but dad can't afford it. I'll have to get a job as soon as i turn sixteen. Are you more confident in the way you look? I hope you're happy as you read this. I hope that this letter comes to you in a time where you need it the most. Ashley, you're beautiful, even if you don't see it. You're the most amazing person you know. The future will be great. Keep working hard. Don't give up. EVER. I love you. You're worth so much more than you'll ever know. You'll make it.