A letter from Feb 18, 2025

Dear FutureMe, I want you to know that everything will be fine, even if it seems impossible, keep believing in you. If we had been able to move forward into the future or change our past, everything would have been easier. But we don’t have that ability, so we will rely on our tools and our faith. You’re not defined by your traumas, you’re not defined by your mistakes, You’re not defined by your pains, You are not a bad person, nor will you ever be. If the sky turns gray, it will eventually pass.