A letter from May 09, 2023

Dear FutureMe, Its 9th may 2023 when I write this to myself. (you) I am at my desk at Buller court, Farnborough, where has life taken you now? I hope now you're reading this, that you are happy, because things have been tough here lately (but you know that, you love to diary dump when things are getting a little heavy, do you still do that?) I also hope you don't cry yourself to sleep at night anymore, he's not worth it and I hope you understand that now. Right now, you live to please one person, that one person tries to mold you into someone you will never be, I hope you are unapologetically yourself again, she deserves to be here. I really hope you found someone you deserve and most importantly, deserves you, did you get a ring?! did you manage to travel more, like you always said you would? 28 year old you reckons she doesn't want kids, so what did future Abi decide? you're really kind, caring, sarcastic and a little bit of a weirdo, but that's okay, that's why people warm to you, remember that. you have a little dog called noodle, she's 6 this year, she's honestly my best friend in the entire world and I'm sorry if this means you're crying right now, she was only here for part of your life, but to her, you were her whole life. **** what a great dog she is, although she ***** on the carpet at 3am. Abi, dont bleach your hair again, lets not repeat the SAME ******* (hair damaged) CYCLE EVERY YEAR. you're hot as a brunette. also if you've died before you've received this, you lucky *****, the thigs id do for undisturbed sleep and a lye in are insane, anyway on that note, im done here, my shift finishes in a hour which means, im leaving now. (are you still a jammy slacker?) Im not sure why Im getting all up in my feels writing this to MY **** SELF, i just hope you're happy, I really do. oh and one more thing, I hope your dad dumped the 30 year old. love you, or me.