A letter from July 13th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, It sounds like you've learn so much in only few mouths, how to live, how to love, how to forgive, but you can't remember everything. So here I am, 5 years ago, in my bed, trying to show you what your life was and wondering what could it be. I am a king of message man, with THIS only one question : are you safe now ? You might be lost, but the Oldyou wanted to tell you 3 words and nothing more : it's ok. Life may sucks, sometimes you just want to let it go and punch you in your own face, to take a pillow and scream until losing your voice, to cry over and over and to fall asleep. I really don't know why it's such a big deal though, do it. At least, you'll feel better and could move on ! In 2020, I am not okay. You may remember, today I have no future, no life, no peace. I don't wanna die but I don't wanna live like this. Each day is a fight for winning the war, a capital fight ! I just wanna feel something, I just wanna feel. Nevermind, you matter. Even if you can't see it, you can't feel it, you are loved, and you can say whatever you want, you love too. That's why you should stay alive, you have so much to offer, so much to give to the world. Even if no one loves you, I do. From the bottom of my heart, Sarah.