A letter from November 8th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, Hey. It's me your girl, Michelle. 17-year-old Michelle who is living under a pandemic crisis, just like the rest of the world. So many lives lost due to the virus, so many lives crumbled up. Let me tell you it's hard and it's tough-going through this. I miss life, I miss waking up every morning heading to school to see Devin and our friends. Sadly, that's all over due to graduating without having a traditional graduation. No prom, no grad night, no senior sunset, no senior bash, nothing. But that all means nothing when compared to people dying because of a deathly pandemic. Something that mom kept saying is that this is something new. The class of 2020 is the first to go through a pandemic, well at least at my high school. I am now attending college, even after what people have said about me. My mental health is at its all-time high and my nausea is at its all-time bad, aka it's back. Hopefully going back to therapy will help, but virtually. So far things are not ok but don't worry you know I got this. We are living through history right now, something that will be in history books and a story to tell our grandchildren, this is crazy. Never in a million years would I have thought of us going through a pandemic. **** is crazy right now especially here in the US. Well, good news Trump got voted out :) We officially have a new president and vice president. Joe Biden and Kamala Harris which she is the first woman vice president and first black VP and so much more. This is history and beautiful. I can't wait to see what my future holds throughout these two in office. You will of course know which is why I'm writing this. There are so many things that want to change about my life and only you know what I'm going through. You will remember this moment where I was in a dark place in my life and I hope it's the last. Only God knows what else this man could have done to corrupt this country even more. More deaths because of his selfishness, more division between our country. But thankfully God knew what was best for our country. You are looking at the date and you know I'm almost at a special date but that's not important. What's important is that here I am after 18 years, I survived school and graduated with a 3.8 GPA. I couldn't thank enough our child's self for not giving up and working her *** off, and here I am. Not gonna lie I'm lazy right now which I'm not liking but laziness is not a disease or sickness, it's a choice. If I want to do what I want to do, which is currently a television writer and creator. I'll need to work hard even if the work looks impossible or difficult. I need to remember I'm not alone going through this. I will gain friends and I have professors and tutors and librarians who are here to help students like me. I hope by now you are the hard-working Michelle I always dreamed of being. The nonphone user when doing homework Michelle, the bread eater Michelle, the nauseous Michelle who felt like she couldn't do anything. I know by now you'll be a grown, mature version of myself who is probably close to finishing her bachelor's degree and ready to show it off to our 2nd-grade teacher. You know the one that said that you had no future because you were stupid, right to our parent's face. I always knew I was a kid who struggled in school and I just defined myself as dumb. But here I am believing in myself that I can get through this pandemic to make my path to that bachelor's degree. Maybe, just maybe I will finally feel satisfied with myself. And see myself as a different person. By the time you are reading this, you should be 21 because you know, November. I hope you will finally be proud of yourself when you get your hands on that degree and live out your dreams of becoming whatever you choose to be. As long as you are happy, because if it's that way then I want you to know that I never gave up on you even though it didn't look like it. Well, this is it, for now.... Sincerely, Michelle November 8, 2020