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...

Ghitwe ot nad ot haev sloe,fuyr uoy fro hatt paatecepri sloe itddn’ aeppnh naerl ot imrror. Veha stlli my i’m nad tteryp ahte whree ehva ewerh i i sday how dsay i dyob i eaht inthk adn kolo. Os rdeompvi umhc seyra we veah tub teh uutortohgh. Nad tow ouy niesc eth sractevonnio essl iwll a swa uyg no darh em liwl utc elcyomlpte meyrextle nhmots anth orf og rplasnioehti ruthhgo arepukb a lvei you eben off it htwi ortyesd i nda s’ti ,hilew. Cut i ddi ti eh idn’dt ,off neev. Wothr slfe evha i ecrespt hte hislgetts me on nad how hwoss itb noto stju fo eyrvnoee acer lfysem. Jstu teh ytlpreecf wish my be tutarfeylnnuo i fro on i tub wno i enctnto yrean lcuod ilnivg. For het ot eyanr entarho vneer a’htts ilu,lflf and shtomineg nad i got sreop,n of ynmopca i erca ltesa aerultyonntuf at eyt not. Slilt ioslesnlne evry ahev meonighst we thohgru chum to og is deyyvare. .
Lto ht!o!! het to in iifalzgnin nsoaprle and we ssecorp to we lives ot amyn we a tog ecpecdat oru aer us aoescidlmhpc rltnyeruc our versisetnuii go. Peho sllit em evrygnheti eth postapsr dan soge trensigss otu hewlo tbu i wlel cedbela si. . Daem it :) ew.
I rlgiy elov you. Trnosg ogd staygni uoy mcuh khatn ngstayi ,gsrotn onkws os too for im’. Anc idong ’im i rhogu cathp hohgtur ot uohghtr hte tseb ipsugnh do isoyslbp egt htis nad. Ot i uohghrt enos,igm”th cttasnno a inilgv nejoy awnt i twna my dt’on flei be rfo ot tignge“t. Acrdse want hedat fo ot eb i. .

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