A letter from Nov 8th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, Hey dude, I’m not sure when and if you’ll see this but I bet it’ll be a while from now. Maybe when you graduate. Ha! You’ll be so cool by then! We’ll be so cool. I’m excited for us! I know we can make it to then, I know we can do this. Right now I’m a freshman, it’s November so it’s pretty cold and schools coming to a close for the winter break coming up so it’s going to be a lot of work to get through this next month or two. I can do it though. I’m not super worried I guess haha. I hope by the time you see this you’re ready, confident enough, even if just barely enough, for your life. For school, for getting out of this smelly, old, tiny town. Even though I hope you won’t still be living with that disgusting pervert when you’re almost an adult... I hope you’re ready for becoming an adult, even though I think maybe that’ll take a bit of getting used to ha! I hope you’re ready for your life. I hope you’re ready to be happy again. I know you will be, I believe in you. I believe in us. I’m not even sure what to write to you, I feel kinda embarrassed writing this because I know that you’ll probably think of me as super annoying or regret the decisions I might make growing up, but I hope you won’t despise me. I hope you can learn to love my screw ups and my flaws. I hope you can learn to accept us. I’m trying to. I think maybe we need that change. The change we’ll make for ourselves when we become an adult, the change of leaving here. Making a life away from here. Being someone else. A mature someone else. A smarter someone else. Someone we can be happy with, we can be...proud of. I’m excited for that. I’m not sure what to tell you, how to send you off. I’m not sure what to say to give you more confidence other than maybe that you don’t need to worry anymore. I’m here for you. I’ve always been and always will be. I’ve always been there in your hardest times and you’ve always been there for me. We are our own support system and sometimes I think that that may be all we really need. So yeah, it will be okay. You won’t have to worry anymore. You can do you, figure out your own life, do what you want! You can be an artist or a writer like you’ve always wanted. It’ll be good. You’ve earned the right to feel happy. You’ve earned the right to live out your dreams. So just keep going. You can do this, it’ll be okay. I love you