A letter from September 6th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, Today is September 06 2020, as always I just cried due to my financial stability, because I wasn't able to pursue my dreams. I hope 5 years from now I see the woman I build, the woman who cried every 3:00 am thinking on how to survive in my daily. And to my dearest self I know you're suffering from the things your heart don't deserve and I'm sorry I let you feel and think the things that will hurt you even more. I'm very sorry for I let you feel that you're just a disappointment , that you're worthless, I know how you beg for love (any from of love) your heart really desire but then, end up for being nothing. but I promise this will be the last time you feel that same thing again and let me protect you in all cost and allow me to make the things right so that I could make you happy again like how you used to 15 years ago. I LOVE YOUUUU SELFFFFF!