A letter from Dec 10, 2024

Dear FutureMe, It is nearly 2025 and oh wow. I am okay, I am surviving and I am alive. I made it this far which is far. I bagged my crush from the mosque and I don’t remember if you know but **** this has been in the works so **** am I happy. You already know because you’ve lived it kmt. Be smart and I want to say I’m smart but you know how this goes. I worked at FGS global and I finally got a Taylor Bennett foundation gig which is kind of crazy because I wanted one in uni and I also got the 10,000 black interns. So basically everything works out. I still do not have a graduate job and just flunked an interview again. There’s actually not much to elaborate on that. I hope you’re happier than me. I am still sleeping on the floor which is crazy but I guess that’s life. I’ve been so patient but truly that hasn’t really gotten me anywhere so… I guess ? I don’t know what I guess. Take care of yourself and your man **** I hope it’s the same man. If it isn’t charge it yolo man but yeah. I’m still struggling with my deen so pray for me and ask for my forgiveness😔. Love you