A letter from November 3rd, 2024

Dear FutureMe, It's 12:22am on a Sunday. I'm up writing to my future self. While I'm writing this I am a Sophomore in high school. When I see this again I'll be a Junior. Life is pretty hard, I believe we will get through it. Last week this girl Marisa asked me if I want to sit with her and her friends at lunch. it's now been a week and I have been sitting with her at lunch. Does this last? Am I still doing gymnastics and am I doing good? Right now I'm in a good place in gymnastics, maybe not bars. But it's getting some potential. I broke my bone almost a year ago now! Time has flown by. I hope you know you are loved, you are caring. You may be going through a hard time. But it will be okay. I need those words of wisdom right now. It will be okay. School is stressful, I want to do homeschool. I honestly just feel like I'm just a failure. I guess this will probably be only between us, but I feel like my dad thinks my grades define me. I've been dealing with my grades my whole life, no help whatsoever. I got it. Don't worry I love him, lol. My siblings are starting to like me, at least I think. I barely see my grandma anymore, I mean I saw her on Friday. but it just didn't feel the same. I miss horseback riding and Ice skating, I don't know when the next time I will be able to do it again. But that's enough of me ranting, I hope we are doing well. I can't wait to see what my future holds. But I also don't wants to grow up. Even if sophomore year is very hard. I'm sure it gets harder. But I'm in a tough spot in school, but I'll slowly get better.