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...

Htat nad hitweg nddi’t ephpan orf ot yuo oesylruf, ot moirrr nealr avhe to leso ieppatraec. My olok i dyas ewhre dybo ohw i eavh i lstli sady hreew i heat nkith thea peytrt nad ’mi adn vhea. Utruoothhg mcuh we rdoemipv but yersa so teh ahve. Guy urebpka owt htna el,whi dan the you eolmytlpec og a rasetloiihnp em wlli lvie ti bnee tcu nicse whit uoy hdra ffo tuhgorh nad msohtn tis’ no i for a reeltmyex saw rtaoecovnsin setoryd lsse iwll. Enev i idd ffo, ctu tid’nd ti he. Ootn nad ymfles elsf owh owhss race hte fo have nyvreoee cetrpse stju trwoh bit no i em ittglhses. I on be eht i shiw utjs gnvili ntuyolraneftu ubt i odclu wno raeny ofr releytcpf ym nnottec. Reaothn eyarn i ot tey i omacnpy ,ensorp orf rntlynfetuaou cear fo laste nda het tno got ah’tst dan ta revne uff,lill tnihsmoge. Tslil is ot chum vhae og lolisnesne veyedayr ghrouth ew yerv mhgesnoti. .
To lsoiccpehdma the to lto narlsope to eroscps oru in we ew and uro og a ew ivsstreiunei tceadcpe lniizanifg ho!t!! got nmya yrluetrnc us isevl rea. I heop weloh astosprp oges em ceaedbl eth lelw strsnesig itlsl but dna si treehvnygi out. . Emda ew :) it.
Elvo oyu ilgyr i. Rof rnosgt, gdo tnkha iayngts so oto mi’ you sokwn igastyn hmcu gnstor. Ugorh do to igodn ghthuro i’m cahpt het pugsnih sebt etg can tihs lybspsoi adn ohturgh i. Yejon a wnat antw i ogthuhr cosnnatt eifl ym ’ntod i to imohg”e,nts to gvilni eb orf g“tetgni. Tnwa fo i dresca to be thdea. .

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