A letter from June 2nd, 2025

Dear FutureMe,
You are lost right now- Today is June 2nd, 2025 and I am currently writing this 30 minutes until midnight. It has been hard. Growing up isn't going how I thought it would. I graduated high school a few weeks ago and all I have done is work. I never hang out with my friends. I don't have time to do anything that excites me. I am tired. Tomorrow I'm going in for another 9 hour shift. Last night I cried about how much I hated my job and my dad told me that this is just a part of growing up... if this is what the rest of my life is going to feel like then I don't want it. I am excited to start college and hopefully make alot of friends and do things that make me happy. But I am also scared. I'm scared that the stress and anxiety I have will just get worse, and that I'm never really going to feel at peace. I really just want to stop feeling this way. I try to be positive, but it all just feels like an act. I am tired of repeating the same day over and over again waiting for something to change. I hope that whenever I get this letter, things will have changed. I hope that college is going well, and that I have friends that love and care about me. Being 18 is hard.