A letter from Jan 12, 2025

Dear FutureMe, Hope you are still there, and doing much better than I am. I hope you are happy, healthy and thriving because you deserve it more than anybody I know. God, Do you hate me? It's the start of a new year, I feel like I am losing control. Everything is constantly breaking down, falling apart and regrowing over and over again. I crave community, friendship and intimacy without any restrictions. I deserve it. We deserve it. Never doubt that you are smart, funny, kind, and obviously beautiful even if people try bringing you down to their level. Be who are you, do what feels right to you. That's the only correct way to live life. I hope 2025 goes in my favour, we really need it. I am trying my best to make sure that when I am in your place, I am a changed woman (for the better). I hope I am happy, healthy and thriving more than anything else. But like, really, I hope you are chilling there with your banging body, hot boyfriend, big apartment, cool job and everything else we ever wanted. I love you always. 💋