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Dear FutureMe,
Hey it's been a while hasn't it. I've probably forgotten that I even did something of this sort at the time of delivery, but I know it'll definitely be something I would find interesting so here goes...
hey. I've grown up huh? I hope I've gotten better at procrastinating less. I hope I've gotten a girlfriend by then. I hope I stopped transcribing every seemingly-dirty line said by people into funny jokes in my brain. I hope life's only been going uphill since the time I wrote this bcuz right now, life's kinda ****. Last year of high school, and I don't feel like I've achieved much. I haven't been able to convey much of my direct feelings to the multitude number of wonderful people around me, especially girls. Idk, but I'm pretty sure it started with my parent's ignorant feud with each other? Hm... There's this one girl, in my heart, there's a voice saying 'try it out, it won't be so bad', but then my brain shuts that insensitive out with negative degrades of 'you're better off as friends', 'life's too complicated', and 'she probably feels the same way - that it'd be too awkward if you two got together', so hm, I think I'll just go with the flow of life. Not my worst choice, but obviously not my best; as we all painfully and thoroughly know, life's not fair, or rather, it seems devilishly unfair most of the times. I just hope this decision is not one I'll come to terribly regret.
You son of a *****. If I could say something to my future self right now, I'd say... that at the current of 20, if you are not grinding your ******* *** off, I'd slap me, myself, and I. Grind, grind, grind, whatever path I want to pursue, whatever hoppy of a chasm I'm hopelessly diving into. The age of which you are at right now, is everyone's ******* prime in their entire life. Grind until you have zero regrets. Take hours off sleep. Take hours off relaxing. Take hours off chilling. And ******* GRIND.
****. This is the first future letter I've written, and it's probably ***.
Yours Truely,
Yourself Three Years Ago: Virgin, *********, Unmotivated, Unsuccessful, Unhappy, Inexperienced, Immature, Anxious.
Change into the man you want your son to be
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