A letter from December 13th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, Are you alive? Are you happy? Are you at peace with the world and your soul? Right now im 23, im sat in a care home at 4am doing a job thats become so tedious I can hardly breath, i have no money saved, I dont have my drivers licence, I dont have the life I wanted, this not what we wanted for ourselves is it? I had so many hopes and dreams and right now they are so unobtainable. Please tell me we did it? Did you finally sort our **** out and get to university? Did you goto university and create a meaningful career for yourself? Do you have the life we dreamt we would one day have? You should be 28 when you read this, in my head right now by the time I'm 28 I want to have enough money saved to be buying a house, are you getting one? I want to be in the process of adoption or fostering a child(ren). Did you do it? Did you travel? Where have you gone? Have you been to all the places we vowed we would go? Where is Georgie and Harper now? I swear to god you best have them in your life, and if you do not, regardless of what happened, how much she pushed you away. You go find them, right now. You reach out to them and you tell them how much you love them. Harper will be nearly 6, she should have been at school for a year when you read this. You find them and you hold on to them with every breath that youve got, and never ever let them go. I love them with every fibre inside off my body, so I know you do too. Are you still single? If you're not are you happy? Right now I cannot ever imagine myself ever being in a relationship or married. I am so happy, learning to love myself, dating myself and being completely independent. If you're not, I am impressed, they must be something so **** phenomenal to have changed that. But, if you're not happy, you need to leave right now. Do not ever forget your worth, always love yourself and do not ever let any man or woman diminish you. How are becky and laura? Do you still talk to them every day? I hope you do. I cant think id ever not be friends with them. I have no clue why I'm even writing this letter, but somehow I think its going to help. Future me, please always love yourself and please don't give up on your dreams. We will do it one day, and on that day we will finally be able to breath. Do not ever give up. Love, present me.