A letter from June 25th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, I hope you are reading this, shaking your heading, wishing you could go back in time to tell me that everything is going to be more than ok. I hope that when you go back to think of these times, you know that it was worth this fear of not finding happiness. I hope that you wake up each morning happy and excited to be alive. I hope that you’ve found your way of joy and happiness. I hope you speak of your dark days, I’m fighting to get through now. I know right now it’s hard. You’re probably staring at the screen right now balling your eyes out thinking “why did I do this?” “This is not what I imagined.” I’m here to tell you that you are doing everything for past me, and for far future me. We have faith in you, we know you are doing everything possible to help me. It’s scary. Trust me, I know. But YOU ARE GOING TO MAKE IT. Go look at puppies or go get a double scoop of i ice cream. What I’m saying is, go do something that gets your mind off of it, and when it’s time to face this fear of yours, you are going to do it, and do it all the way through. And remember: we love the things we know. You are still loved and and very brave for doing it. Hang in there and make a difference. ♡ your past self