A letter from May 19th, 2021

Dear Future Me, Today is May 19,2021 and a year has passed since the pandemic. Nothing much has changed actually, we still go through lock downs every once in a while. How's 2026? Has the pandemic finally ended? Is it better? Are you better? Right now you're already on your first week hiatus mode. You're back at your hometown. You broke up with your 3 year ex this year. I know you won't forget how chaotic the aftermath of the break up was. But you've probably better now. I hope. Your bestfriend confessed to you 3 months ago, and you're confused as hell. You're afraid to take risk, though you know you have feelings for him too and you guys are kinda like on an mu phase. You're too afraid to risk the 8 year friendship. So, you're taking the time to think and for your peace. Your birthday is approaching, you'd be 23 by then but wait— by the time you receive this email, you're already 27. Fav number right? But heck you're old. How are things going? Do you still get panic attacks? Do you still put your walls up and push people away? If so, I know you're still learning, and we'll never stop learning. Keep going. I'm proud of whatever you've achieved by now. - your 22 year old self.