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...

Nad mrrroi to heav ttah ehapnp uoy ot eosl egwiht ot epipraeatc rnela rof yr,solfue dd’int. Eyrtpt heav i dan dyob olok heewr woh ntihk eaht i i ehwer i dasy have aysd nda htea itlls m’i ym. Ayres os but ew omepdvri eth vhea uthoothrgu cmuh. Iwhel, oictsrnvoean og ahrd oyu wsa sicne uebpkar veil twih ts’i nda iprshnlteioa eth rlmeyetxe enbe esls a uyo plomeltcye huogrht ti i utc a wot me tdoerys uyg adn tnha fro fof no lliw nsthom lliw. He i tuc ti even ffo, did ddnti’. Feylsm cera tib utjs hswso eht tnoo fsel veah lsshtitge adn nvreyoee me woh fo i on cetpser wthor. I het on i neyra nottecn inlvig utnrlytaeunof siwh btu luocd my eb jtus fro nwo plfertecy i. Erac dan eunolfrnytaut nda lfuli,fl ohtmgnise evner i setla tgo rneya fro i thsa’t ot ta eth mynopca eratnoh ton orps,en of yte. Vyre ntsigmhoe tsill lnsoineles to og heav reayeyvd we is cmuh rtgouhh. .
Adn poslraen sveli tgo we cpdeeatc ot pcmceisdhola ot crtlryneu su ew prsosce fiizlganin ot aer uor og we ni olt aymn riiesntesuiv eht a o!!!ht rou. I pptrsaos llits ssnegirst lbeaecd het otu adn is ohep olhwe me lelw nherviytge gsoe ubt. . We ti eamd ):.
Yilgr love i you. Tsyangi umch ’mi odg oot so skwno otr,gsn otsrgn angtiys yuo orf tknah. I inodg sybpiols dna nac ugroh the ot egt stbe ghtuorh houtrhg tacph od im’ nshpugi shit. I”nt,emogsh a “egttgin awtn nyjoe eb nt’do wnta i ligvin lfei to ot i fro oantntcs rhtugho ym. Sdcrea ahetd ot of be i nawt. .

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