A letter from November 19th, 2024

Dear FutureMe,Today’s your birthday, by the way. How is it? Are you enjoying yourself? Are you happy today? I know you often feel like this day is the worst. I hope you won’t feel this way again in the future. I hope you can find happiness and truly enjoy this day. I wish that, in the years to come, your birthday won’t bring the same experiences we’ve been through.Right now, all I want is a big, tight hug. ****, I promised myself I wouldn’t cry when this day comes, but here I am, trying to hold back my tears. I shouldn’t cry—I really shouldn’t. Please, don’t let me cry again.I don’t care if there’s food for my birthday or if anyone greets me. All I want is not to feel disappointed again. But you know what? It happened again today. He did it again, like always—every single birthday. He ruined it.I feel so devastated, so completely alone on this day. My mind is in chaos, to the point that I even searched how to end my life—but nothing came up. I’m so sorry. Your past self is so weak. I’m really, really sorry.