A letter from Nov 06, 2022

Dear FutureMe, What makes me happy? I honestly don’t know, when I was younger, I liked anime and I’m not sure I still do now. No one asks how my day went. Not sure if that bothers me or not. I’ve force developed a “don’t care” mentality. Because that’s the reality, I haven’t met anyone who truly cared. I don’t like ranting like this, it makes me feel like a wuss/a sissy. No one taught me how to be a man, I’m expected to just figure it out, and I’m weird and needy if I ask. So, I don’t, as much as there are times when I want to unload on unjudgmental ears I don’t have that. So, this is the best I can do, I rant to myself then do something to distract myself from whatever it was that was plaguing my mind. When I was younger, I was patient, but not anymore, I want to be financially stable, I want to be independent, I want to be self-reliable and I want them now. But I’mma achieve them through means I can eventually look back and be proud of, I’m not gonna go to jail, I have a life to live and I intend to let nothing take that from me. At the bare minimum 70, that leaves me with 52 more years, I’mma enjoy them, it’s not a lot so I intend to start enjoying them as soon as possible. The problem is I don’t know how, I have plans and aspirations but nothing is set in stone, it won’t just be handed to me. Everything comes with risks, I must weigh the pros and cons. I want a quiet life, livestock, ground provisions, and a family, in a safe environment free from weird people where we can live freely and flourish together. I don’t fully know how I’ll achieve that yet but it’s possible somehow. I’mma do it and do it soon. My days are limited, not enough to be a **** vegetable, live free from congestion, political influence, and corrupt people. Live long, live happy, and be mentally stable, that’s it. (November 6 2022, how are we now when you receive this, write me back, make me proud)