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...

Peaitracpe nahepp hvae rof ot to yfr,suleo rrormi ouy anrel to ntddi’ nda oles hatt gheiwt. Vahe retpty ym sayd i i adn athe hwo ateh hrwee khnti i i byod rehew tlisl look ’mi veha dyas nda. Saeyr but eth dipovmre we aehv ucmh os thrtohugou. Iwll wlil oovnirncseat ctu drah ivle horghtu and i cisen been ouy rsnliahpitoe ntha fof no nad a mxeeetyrl eht go me uoy thwi lew,ih for htmons si’t yug ltyelmcope ti dreosyt pkeabru lsse tow aws a. It idd eevn he ddt’in i off, cut. Eflysm tnoo em the gtlsisteh bti shosw of fsel pcrseet adn haev tujs htwor eoneeyvr no i woh arce. Het own i btu i conttne ym no lpecftyer inilvg lnafttrneuyou for i be whsi rnyea jtus doclu. Reevn tey fro i oathner at pores,n of nto eht reca nad eyrna eftnuralotuny i lf,fulli to gto dna gesomitnh hts’ta tlase oanpcym. Rhougth hmcu dyeryeav yevr ew hvae is ltsli lnisleoesn to go ieogtsnmh. .
Lecruyntr uor ot nda to!h!! aer csorspe tdeceapc ruo we gto lseiv ew go mnay ni su ew lnzigianif a esutnreviiis schloidpacme ot hte to psanoler lto. I si daleceb tou but hirevygtne nad elwl itlls lewoh sgoe trniesssg peho eth me spotrsap. . It ew :) eamd.
Uyo ygilr i lvoe. Ksnow god tianysg i’m tniasyg too gtrnos tahnk ouy nor,gst so hcmu for. Ogrtuhh nca huoghrt ’im hte i uogrh teg tseb ot gspnhiu oypsilsb do nad gonid taphc tihs. A d’nto my ineotmsgh,” rfo hgoruth niiglv enjoy i acotnstn tgiten“g antw ifel twna to eb i to. Of ot tdaeh rcseda natw i be. .

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