A letter from August 17th, 2023

Dear FutureMe and others who are reading this, I’ve been struggling emotionally and mentally a lot lately. I know there are people out there who truly care for me and are ready to lend me their ears. But if there’s one thing you should know about me, it is that I really find it hard to ask for help. I don’t think I could ever open up to someone about what I’m going through right now. I feel like I don’t have the right to be sad because I have chosen this myself. I wish I could blame anyone for what my life had become but there’s no one other than myself to be blamed. Nobody forced me to choose this path, I took it willingly and wholeheartedly. So maybe, I deserve the pain. I really wish my future self is doing great when she reads this letter because right now, I feel sorry for her. That she has to strive harder and go through a lot when she could’ve been happier and live a more comfortable life if only I had chosen the right path.