A letter from May 28, 2024

Dear Future me, 5/28/2024 Hi, it’s me, yourself from the past. I already know you’re gonna cringe at that, but whatever. I have several questions for you even though you can’t answer them. I also hope you’re doing well and all that good stuff. I hope you got better at posing and character design. Also, how many sketchbooks have you filled now? Too many? Guessed so. Anyway, back to actual questions. You already know this year and the other ones before this one have been actual ****, but I wonder if you’re doing any better than me. I mean, most of this year I was so depressed I didn’t want to take care of my well-being. I only recently got out of that. It wasn’t too swell. Did you move down to Dad’s like you promised me you would? I would sure hope so. I love mom, don’t get me wrong. But she's just ******* horrible to me. She constantly ignores me when I’m hurt and now there’s a chance I might need surgery due to HER negligence. It sucks. Not to mention how much she ****-talks dad and uses my own family as an insult. I hope you got your grades up to get into an art school. It’s one of the only things I’m looking forward to for my likely not-very-bright future. I’m guessing you probably would’ve gotten into another huge fight with Mom for moving if you did do so. Oh, did you get diagnosed with AUDHD? We fit a lot of the symptoms. While I’m at it, did we get diagnosed with NPD? I know that is odd to ask but I’ve been wondering about it. I don’t change everything to make myself look better. I know that. But I fit everything else, I’m scared of being called a horrible person for it. I think I would like to keep it a secret if I do have it. I hope DND is fun for you, I also hope you and Star are still dating. From, past you P.S. Ooga booga because you 100% forgot about this.