A letter from Aug 24, 2024

Dear FutureMe, Hey!!! Oh gosh, it’s that time of year again—another number to add to your age. But this time, I’m scared. 20 scares the hell out of me; it sounds serious. But hey, I hope you’re still alive by then! After your 19th birthday, you got sick, your back hurt like hell, and you had a hard time breathing. You thought of ***** very often. Well, I hope when you read this, you're still alive and no longer thinking about *****. Though I do think ***** can seem like a nice way to escape the harsh life you’ve been living. I hope on your birthday you’ll be genuinely happy. I hope you find the love, friendship, and academic validation you’ve been yearning for, and that it brings you to tears of happiness. 20 may sound serious and scary, but I know, babe, you’ll make it fun and quirky—because that’s just who you are. Happy birthday! I hope this time you can have your cake and blow out a candle. If no one buys you one, I’ll make sure you get a cake before your birthday ends, no matter what.