A letter from January 26th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, First things first, I hope you are still with Joel. Married, engaged, and maybe even kids. I know we love each other so much right now and i hope we have that same type of love, or maybe something stronger. On this day in history, I Cathy Jan Michele Bowen sprained my ankle. At my best friend's house while i was doing laundry. First time out without family in two years and i **** it up. hard. Life right now kinda sucks. I live with my dad again and i feel so oppressed honestly. I can't do or say anything. Stevie is being an *** as usual. I feel like i can't catch a break. but maybe i can move back in with my mom soon. Maybe then i can, i don't know, kiss my boyfriend and maybe cuddle. I miss him so much after about a day that it kinda hurts. I had a anxiety attack last night. It was really bad too. I got stuck in an inflatable like i did when i was eight or nine. I couldn't breathe i seriously thought i was gonna pass out. Ashelynn helped though. She really is sweet. I just had to see her outside of school.