A letter from Mar 08, 2023

Dear FutureMe, State is the week after next. I am lowkey incredibly excited and scared. I really never thought i would even make it to March, so this is cool. One accomplishment at a time. My goal is to make it to my sixteenth birthday. This is so weird. I'm going to send this to my sixteenth year old self. It's March and it'll be July then. You can do this. I know you're doubting yourself about everything, but you'll do okay. You're a junior now, right? That's insane. You did it. And you'll continue to do it. Currently, everything is just too much. I'm not 100% sure if I'll be able to make it through. Everything hurts, but I've got this. Don't forget to smile. I know it might be hard, but it'll get better soon. I pinky promise.