A letter from Apr 18, 2023

Dear FutureMe, I hope you escaped. I hope you escaped the living hell you called a home. I yearn for the day I can leave, and I hope I don't regret your decision. Are we still with Riley? If not who are we with now? If so are we married? Is the love still as strong as it was? I hope we went to college, no matter if it was beautician school or what we dreamed of doing. I mean are we a hair dresser/nail tech? or are we a forensic pathologist? are we making videos? do we stream? do we still have rainbow hair? is our health better? There's so many questions I have for you. I hope you forgot about Alia. I hope you're healing. I hope you never have to suffer the way we did when we were little again. You didn't deserve that. Just remember if no one loves you, I do. Take care of yourself. for me.