A letter from Aug 08, 2023

Dear Future Me, I'm writing this in hopes that 3 years from this date, I'm in a better position. I am currently at the lowest point in my life thus far, struggling with low self-esteem and anxiety. I feel like I can't catch my breath most days, like I'm running and trying to escape something all the time. In reality what I'm trying to escape is myself, my unhealthy thinking habits, my boring, confined sheltered life. I hope that when I am reading this, I am happier and in a better place. I hope I learned to approach people first and made new friends in the past 3 years. I hope that my current friendships remained and grew stronger. I hope I learned to breath again, and be comfortable in my own space. I hope therapy helped. I hope I'm ok and better than I am when I wrote this. -Past me