A letter from May 5th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, How are you? Doing well, I hope. As I'm writing this to you, my wrist is aching after an incident with mom. She twisted my arm so hard. I hope things are okay at home. I hope everyone is treating you like you deserve. I hope you've gotten out of home, gained freedom. I hope mom isn't raising her hands on you as much as she used to, but we both know that probably isn't the case. Anyways, I'm writing this to you just to check up on you. Take care of yourself, okay? Hugs, From Your Past Self