A letter from February 12th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, I'm at a pathetic stage right now. At crossroads of the decision that could lead me to either downfall or success. Still stuck in second year exams. By now, I should've been a doctor. I'm 25 and still a worthless dysfunctional adult. I've been trying to think of ways to die. I'm crying almost every single night. Should I just go for it? Should I quit mbbs? Will I be making the wrong decision? Mother just cares for living her own dreams through me. Only makes me feel like I've failed her throughout life. Well, she isn't half wrong. Step dad supports me somewhat. Secretly met my biological dad too, he supports me. Will you even exist to read this? I hope Henry and I do make it through these years and stay together. It's been hard for the both of us. I hoping you have learned to love yourself, unlike I am failing at it. Take care of yourself, if you're still alive and well.