A letter from Aug 07, 2024

Dear FutureMe, Hi I don't even know what to say, really, but I'm gonna redecorate my room tomorrow, I'm 10 months and 7 days clean. I don't know something about this time feels a little different, I'm happy I'm sad, but I'm, I'm happy I'm really happy. And I'm constantly crying but I'm so happy we and I'm thinking back to what I was at my worst and I'm so proud of you. I am a 100% proud of you. I'm not sure if I'll be alive to read this. But whether I am or not, I'm proud of you, I'm proud of me. I'm proud of us, we did that I'm in form 4, you're in 9th grade noww. I'm a freshman, I don't know what everyone else is going through in their head butts for me, I'm happy. I'm content, I don't need a girlfriend I don't need a boyfriend, I just need to be happy and I don't think I'm at a point where I can do that with someone else's emotions in my hands so I think it's a good thing that the 1 person I want dosent want me. What if you dinrremember who that is? This time next year, not sure, but if you do and you have a Say smth you're gonna be 15. Almost 16 hanging on to a silly crush halfway across the world. It's crazy, it really is I love you 💗 and that's the only approvel u need You and I truly do hope that you get to read this truly do. And I truly hope that you never relaps again