A letter from Apr 07, 2025

Dear FutureMe, If you're reading this, I hope you're breathing a little easier. I hope your heart feels lighter than it did three months ago, even if just a little. Right now, I'm sitting in the thick of the pain—missing someone who meant everything to me, who I saw a future with, who knew me better than anyone else. But I’m also learning to let go. Not because I want to, but because I have to. These past weeks haven’t been easy. I’ve cried, questioned, replayed everything, and still tried to find peace in the chaos. Some days I feel strong—other days, I feel like I’m barely holding it together. But every single day, I wake up and choose me a little more. I show up for myself, even when it’s hard. If you’re still thinking about him, it’s okay. Healing doesn’t erase memories—it just makes them softer. But I hope by now you’ve fallen a little more in love with yourself. I hope you’ve explored who you are without him. I hope you’ve smiled on your own, accomplished something you’re proud of, or found peace in a moment where there used to be pain. You don’t need closure from anyone else. You are your own closure. And you’re stronger than you even realize. No matter how far you’ve come, I’m proud of you. You didn’t give up on yourself. You’re still here. Still healing. Still growing. With love, The you who chose herself.