A letter from October 7th, 2024

Dear FutureMe, I am now in the first month of 12th grade. When this letter will be sent when you already finished your final exam. First of all, I am proud of you. I know you are still stressed as **** because of the University. I know that right now you really want in there ansd you know its hard. For now, as my mind is now, I think its impossible to get there and tbh rn I dont even know if its worth all this effort. Instead of working on a tional portofolio to maybe have a plan B or C, with this I am throwing myself all in. Working and investing time in digital art, not knowing if I will get in, if it will be worth it. I know I will figure something out, you are always like this. I trust you. Haha, you're 18, can you believe this? Remember when u looked in the mirror and thought to yourself what u will look like when u grow up. Now you can finally dye your hair, cut it short and do whatever you want. No more running away from home and hiding, planning excursions without mom and dad knowing. You dont have to worry about them anymore, now ur a big girl and can do whatever you want. You earned this! They dont know how many times you took the train and went to the other side of the country without their permission and how good of a liar are you. I dont know what your plans are now, I know u change a lot. Still moving to Bucharest? Still gonna move in with your boyfriend, best friend and her boyfriend? You know that would be really cool. It would be reallyyy nice but again, i dont know what the future holds for me yet. It just has a habit of surprising me. You pretty girl, you got this. And you will get into that University, I know you, you will work really hard and make it, as you always do. I know my soul is getting more and more messed up, im falling i know. But I hope i will grow wings and learn how to fly, then fly the highest i can. Did my wings start to grow yet?