A letter from May 13th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, Hey me. I hope times have gotten better. I know I currently don't have much hope, but maybe you will. your heading off to college very soon. Did you get a girlfriend? Did you come out to everyone the way I've planned it? Did you find the right dose and the right people? What high school did you go to? You'll be able to answer these questions, but I can't. I hate how limited life is right now. I haven't had harmful thoughts in a while though. I think I have a good set of friends, but I'm definitely curious to see who I stay friends with. I know you're probably really busy. I bet you have a job that makes money and are happy with our life. Is our bird still around? Oli better still be alive. He's amazing and I know you know it too. Do you still like Nutella? I have a container sitting on my desk right now. You've better gotten better at cleaning your room. Don't be so mopey. Everyone is guaranteed a little happiness in life, and I hope it's where you are now. Are you nervous? Have you been back to the hospital? How's mom? She works at my/our future/current school still? Are you still in touch with Emily and Avery? Maybe something happened between us, but they're good people. What video games do you play? I like the classics. You know the sad old Minecraft, Animal Crossing, etc. That type of stuff. Are our siblings doing well? An old friend has been talking to me lately. How is she? I know she can be hard to stay in touch with and talk too, but I think she needs us. Is the bald guy ok? I'm not on best terms with him, but I only wish for the best for others. I hope you've taken time for yourself unlike me. My image of you is an artsy extroverted, confident superstar! Three of the things I am not. Did you get into Otis University? Our lifelong dream school? Is Gavin going to our neighbouring school? Do we have healthy relationships with our father? Are we saving up money for a corgi yet? the only thing I can really ask of you is to keep living. I don't really want to be writing to a dead person. Don't lose your muchness. You should find a place like Wonderland. Our own wonderland. Not drugs or alcohol, but true happiness with people we trust and love. Are you still a virgin? I might cry if you are. How did Stranger Things end? Is it still going or did it end in 2020 or something? 2020 is the worst year ever. Make 2025 a good one. We're graduating or graduated for you I guess. The rest of the series better be good along with a new show for us to fall in love with. Steven Universe ended this year too so it has been a sad year. A new show called "The Owl House" has started and, I am hopeful it will go somewhere. I found this website off TikTok. Is that app even still a thing? I've realized a lot of people are going through things right now. In fact, I am going to give you something to do. You are going to write a letter to our middle school math teacher. Why is this? Because I don't like her and she doesn't like me, therefore, you will make amends with her. Do it for me. What's your favourite song? I don't know that I have one. I have that stupid gum commercial from Inside Out stuck in my head. Triple and Gum will make you smile! It's really really annoying. On the subject of music, who's your favourite music artist? I enjoy a mix of music. Maybe try Soap-Melanie Martinez, it has a catchy toon. or if you're all emo now(please don't be emo0-o) Billie Eilish. Is she still popular? Has she made any bad decisions that have got her in trouble yet? what do you like to draw now? I'm sure your much better than I, and your drawing ideas are probably a lot cooler than mine. Hell, I drew a siren head for our mom's mother day's gift. That was a pretty lame gift. I don't think she liked it very much. She was mostly confused. Have they come out with any good Creepypastas? Magic Show from Hell is a great one. you've probably had a lot of all-nighters so I'm assuming you've been listening to Creepypastas along the way. I'm running out of things to talk about, so I guess I'll leave the rest up to you. Maybe you right another to us when we're 23. I love you, Taryn