A letter from Jan 30, 2024

Time Travelled — over 1 year

Peaceful right?

Dear maram, its jan 29th, its technically the 30th bcs its 6am. im writing this bcs i spent the past hour crying bs of a message i received abt my looks, i wasnt really doing great before but hearing someone say the words ive been secretely saying to myself broke me, and i have no one to talk to but you. i had thoughts abt ******* myself a lot this past month, i cant stand looking at myself in the mirror and watching the hideous person staring back at me, i cant stand seeing everyone else having friendships and relationships while i have nothing, i hate myself and i hate the way i look, i hate every single part of my body and dont want to live anymore, im only here bcs its a sin to **** myself i honestly thought when i turned 18, id be over this hatred for myself and id be living my life to the fullest with friends and people who appreciate me but helas here i am, a full adult writing a letter to her future self after a breakdown at 6am and having no one to talk to. (im not gonna wake up my mom she deserves rest, and i cant let her know that her own child hates living this much) i have nothing planned and no future career in mind, everyone else seems to have their life together while im studying in la fac and will probably end up jobless and dead at 20 please answer me,did we lose weight? did we fix our pcos situation? do we have friends now? do we have a stable career in mind? do we finally have someone in our life who appreciates us? will i ever look at myself in the mirror and like what i see? if youre reading this, i just want to let you know how proud i am of you for making it through nights like this, we went through a lot throughout the years and im so ******* proud of you for pushing through everything and i sincerely hope youve learnt to love and appreciate yourself for who you are, i hope youll never feel how im feeling rn ever again. i love you so much and remember even through all of this, we will always have each other, just you and me.

Epilogue

9 months later

Hello my dear,
It truly hurts to read this back almost 3 years later. I can still feel your pain.
To answer your questions, yes you will look in the...

Heva ouy to egtiwh and ot for to dditn’ ipapcreate lsoe elyr,fosu ahppen imrrro atht nlrae. I herew hwree ltlis etytrp teah aeth i adys asyd tnhik okol m’i ybdo nad i haev i my woh veha adn. Evropdmi teh rysea utb so aevh gortthuhou cuhm we. Uyo been owt sneci cut hleiarntospi elss ceeolplytm tahn on dan fof a hdra oyu og ukeabrp dna lliw itwh ti wlh,ie veli tmnhso a eth s’it i gothruh syertdo liwl gyu rfo lmtyeerex aronvonecits me was. Ddi f,of nddti’ ti vnee eh ctu i. Onot aecr htgestsil of eoenreyv ehav em tujs nda hrwot i eymlfs eesrptc how sfle hte on itb hsows. Enray wno be my i uoafleyutntrn eottncn i yeltfrcep i utsj orf iginvl tbu shwi hte locud no. Nsitmehgo tey thonrae nda nad i lu,lliff earc ta ont rnosep, evner to atles oulytuefrannt i enayr fro of ogt htst’a oynpcam teh. Ot go neosliesln vhae snmhegiot yrve we uhrothg mchu dveyyrea illst is. .
Us ew we go rea ni th!!o! ssvetiruiine saenpolr hte ot lives ew tlcrnurye nda ot our got mscehipdalco tol screspo a uor aynm ot lnngiiazfi tdepcaec. Tlsli srtigness ohewl i eht sgeo uto opsprtsa si peho cldeaeb dan me retihenygv tbu lelw. . Ew it dame ):.
Loev i iyrlg ouy. Onwsk os god antsigy nsygiat much im’ ofr ornstg knath ro,ntsg you oto. Btes ’im isht to gte sbliopsy rgouthh do rthuohg oding chatp dna nhsgpiu i hrguo can eth. Be git“gtne i to hhrutgo i a to sti”nhgo,me for dton’ neojy elif stnntoac twan niligv my tnwa. Of ot i dehat arscde awnt be. .

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