A letter from June 8th, 2020

Hey, Orian This is 17 year old you. How have things been? You're living on your own now, right? If this is a tough question I understand but are you still with Trey? What kind of career path are you? Have your dreams in the job world changed? I'm sorry I'm asking so many questions. I'm just so curious about our future. I'm writing this for a school assignment. (I'm totally not following the guidelines though. Who needs those?) It's the last day of my junior year. Unless I have to do summer school which I hope to god I don't. I've come so far in a year, how far have you gone in five years? How's Dad doing? I miss him a lot. Haven't seen him since Christmas. What's Jaden like? He should be in 4th grade now right? Or finishing I guess. Is he one of those highlighter boys? Please tell me he's not. PLEASE GOD **** NO. Is Liz doing alright? Is she being a good mom like she is? I'm guessing Tucker has passed... He's such a good dog. I miss him a lot too. If he's gone I hope you got to say goodbye, if not please go see him. He loves us. I hope you've stopped self-harming. I've been trying to stop, but it's just so hard. Have you heard from Russ at all? He should be off probation by now. I really want to talk to him one last time, just to get closure. Have you found closure? He really hurt us. That was permanent damage. What are your feelings towards him now? He was a dirtbag anyways so it doesn't matter. I love you, Orian. I love you more than I can explain. Even when I hate you and I can't look at you, I love you. Please tell me you love yourself. You've come so far. Don't ever give up. Love, You, 5 years ago.