A letter from Jul 18, 2024

Dear FutureMe, I hope you’re over him, dear. How’s Eridan? I hope he’s.. well. I hope we’re still together after a year, I need to marry this man. Anyhow, I feel like I’m going crazy. I stayed up until 3 in the morning just to search for a crumb of Jax’s voice. I looked through so many websites to replicate his voice, to no avail. I hope you’re well over him, but I know we can’t heal. We never will be, and I’ve accepted that fact. I’ve come to terms that I will always hate my body, myself, my mind, everything about me, just because of one man. I forgive him, he tried to push himself away. I hope he’s better. I hope you’re better. I love you.