A letter from Apr 19th, 2022

Dear 18 years-old me, *Please, for the love of ourselves, please read this letter and actually read it!* How are you doing? I wonder if you remember the time when you wrote this letter. Maybe you don't. Maybe you do. I wouldn't know. I hope you are doing well. I hope you're better, physically and mentally than you were at the time you wrote this. I hope you are not stressed out. You are probably so beautiful right now. I hope when you get this letter, you feel nostalgia, not regret. How was high school? I remember at the time you wrote this, you were considering doing summer school for PE and Health credits so you have more space in your schedule next year. Know that no matter what you chose to do in high school, I'm proud of you. Don't worry too much. You wrote this at the time when one of the major chapters in your life was closing, and you are receiving it at the time when another one of the major chapters in your life is closing. I hope you're happy with the life you chose. Do you remember how boy-crazy you were? That time was fun, wasn't it? All the boys you liked were out of your reach, though. Every time you like someone, something happens to make them out of your reach. Another one is out. Do you remember what and who it was? I hope you have changed in high school and so has your love life. I hope you're not being distracted by love. I hope you are making better decisions than you are now. I wish we could talk about all the boys we liked together. I wish we could talk about life together. I wish we could figure out life together. But we are different people going on different paths. The only way our paths could cross is through memories. But that's okay. Because we're still here. Not physically but we're here, we'll always be here for you. I have so much regret right now. Why did I hesitate? Why didn't I talk to him? Why couldn't I be more patient? How could 8th grade go by that fast? Why did it go by that fast? I have less than a week left and I don't know what to do. Oh, how much I wish someone was here to help me through this. I don't want to go to high school, yet. Do you remember how much you wished to be able to experience more of middle school? I hope you're not wishing that for high school right now. Do you still talk to your middle school friends? Are you going by a different name now? Are you a different person now? What a dumb question. Of course, you are. It has been 4 years already. I hope you are a better person than I am! Do you talk to your teachers? Pleaseee tell me you're still talking to at least Ms. S, Mr. R, and Ms. B. Have you decided what major you are going to do? What colleges did you apply to and what colleges did you get into? At this time, I don't even know what I want to do in the future or what college I want to go to. I am thinking about you right now writing this, and you are probably thinking about me reading this. Do you remember me? Because I don't know you, not yet. I wonder what you are like right now. I can't think of anything else to write right now and the letter's getting really long. Bye for now! P.S I know you saw him again.