A letter from May 26, 2025

Dear FutureMe, happy 19th birthday sa atin!!! sau pala 17 palang aq now, eme. another year older, still no idea what’s going on pero we’re alive and breathing and that’s already a win. today, i decided to start this lil tradition of writing u a letter every birthday (pero triny q na last year) idk if today’s gonna be a good one or if it’s gonna feel like the usual “same year, same tears” moment again (ayoko na pls), but either way, i wanna show up for u even if it’s just through this letter. i’m really hoping na ur happy today. but if u’re not, that’s okay too. i know u’ll figure it out. u always do. this is ur last year as being teenager so make it count!! sayang naman ang pagiging legal kung hindi mo rin i-eenjoy ‘di ba?? and ur turning second year na as a psych major? sana hindi ka pa baliw from all the readings and theories. (but if u are… maybe that just means ur doing it right??) also, buhay pa ba tayo sa future? haha ang oa ko pero legit curious ako kung kamusta na tayo. pls tell me we’re still mentally stable (ish), hydrated, and not skipping meals. or if we are, sana for a good reason like love or thesis. eme pero not really. i trust u, future fio. i know u’ve gone through a lot. and if no one told u today—i’m so proud of u. for choosing to stay. for still waking up. for still caring, even if it hurts sometimes. i hope u’re surrounded by people who don’t make u feel like too much or not enough. and if not, then i hope u’re learning to love ur own company. u’ve always been enough—u just forget sometimes. so happy birthday, future me!! u don’t need to have everything figured out, okay? just enjoy the ride. eat ur fave food. take pics. make memories. and pls… wag ka na umiyak today. or sige, iyak ka pero dapat may cake after. deal? i love u. and no matter how life turns out, i’m always rooting for u. from ur past self—soft, weird, oa(super), but always trying.