A letter from February 22nd, 2021

Dear FutureMe, After five years I am going to be 25. I am sure everything is going to be different and when things change I usually stress out about everything. I recently realized that I am terrified of growing old, aging and being a useless adult. I am afraid of not turning out the way I want to and of other people pitting me for not achieving the happiness they achieved. I made a very honest decision of not making this get to me. Let’s just try our best and move one step at a time. It’s okay to fall down. It’s okay to not be a great person at 25. It’s okay to not fall in love. It’s not a rule that all people have to find someone, fall in love and get married. You can live your life the way that fits you perfectly. I thought about writing the things that I want to achieve so when the time comes and I read this I would be so proud .. but our worth is not measured by our achievements.. I want you to be happy and to finally find peace. I want you to keep being a kind person, a trustworthy sister, a wise friend, a great aunt and a nice stranger. I want you to keep up with your efforts to be a good engineer. I want you to continue being a teacher. I am trying my best here. I hope I make at least one choice that you would make you love me.