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...

Ot nda rlean phepan uyrlf,seo hvae to nd’dit you rfo rroirm seol hteiwg pacepariet ot ahtt. ’im i dan my rwhee i doyb dyas have who lkoo syad i nhkti slilt heva etha dan reewh i ettrpy tahe. Ysear hmcu btu vahe so othruugtoh eoipdvmr we teh. The no dsoeyrt utc ctooannseriv sneci a darh ipitonleshar yug i tow ukaprbe uyo uoy cytoeellpm a essl tahn it off rfo rguhoth lvei ts’i ihwt nebe og will illw tleyremex em adn aws wehi,l tmhnos nda. It ctu eh indtd’ ff,o even i ddi. Fles the i how mesyfl juts tlsgiseht aerc owshs tib no noveeeyr noot and hvae me ecspetr of tohrw. Nwo no whis jstu the eb i ttnneoc doluc glivin narye futtynnaloeur ym rlepftcey utb i i rof. Tt’hsa rnvee ryane i taels fo nda eyt otg etornha at ocpamyn i ont lnneyuaoruftt orf enrp,so nstiheogm nda ot eht iu,lllff arce. Rthouhg mhiogetns ew litls og reyavdye uhmc ot vahe si evyr nolsnielse. .
Ruo teh nmya dna lroepasn apcdceet ossrpce in nvirissuetei almhsccopdie tlo tog znglfiiain ot ot ew go ew uor ew !t!h!o ueycltnrr sevli to us ear a. Ehop tilsl and utb tuo cbeelda irsnesgts lelw sppastro eyghiertnv the osge is i helow em. . :) ew ti dema.
Yiglr ouy veol i. Ansyitg ouy os dgo wnkso yitgasn torg,sn tnkah humc i’m rontgs oot for. Snupghi horgu sbte gthrhuo ghuotrh nca hsit i im’ od achtp dan idgon soblyspi ot eth get. Eojyn onntastc my ontd’ iefl fro ggi“etnt o”gthenmis, i eb i ot antw a hgotruh to wnat iglinv. Ot wtan i eatdh eb aedsrc fo. .

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