A letter from Oct 3rd, 2021

Dear FutureMe, I hope that you didn't given up of your life. To live was too hard, little girl. You wanted die every moment, cried, did beg for peace. Inner peace, because all you wanted were die. It was almost impossible, your traumas screamed inside your head, but you born like a warrior. Today, is the new day. Did you learn english? It was a dream. Bought your house? Won yours demons? I hope so. You deserve this. The world is unkind, but some purpose should there is, everything is confuse. You need have endurance, you're strong. The past don't be changed but your present moment and consequently future do. You came here, you was strong. You are win! Way to go!