A letter from Jun 07, 2025

Time Travelled — 12 months

Peaceful right?

Dear Future Me, If you’re reading this, it means you made it. You got through the storm — the long days, the heavy thoughts, the burnout, the push to keep showing up when it felt like no one saw how much it took. I don’t know what your life looks like right now — I’m not going to pretend I know. But I hope you’re done with grad school. I hope Poly is behind you. I hope something — anything — has clicked or taken shape that shows all this effort mattered. This past year wasn’t easy. I felt bigger in pictures. I doubted myself a lot. I worked so hard and didn’t always see the payoff. But I kept going. I was tired, but I kept going. I don’t know if people saw the strength it took to stay in the game, but I do. I hope solitude made you stronger. I hope your heart feels a little lighter. I hope you’re proud — not just of the things you achieved, but of the quiet ways you grew when no one was watching. If things still feel uncertain, that’s okay. You didn’t come all this way to abandon yourself now. You’ve earned rest. You’ve earned peace. You’re allowed to be in progress. With care and faith in your becoming, Me And if you’re wondering what I hoped for you… here’s what I was working toward in June 2025: • That your body feels strong, light, and loved — and that you hit (or came close to) 148 pounds in a way that felt sustainable • That you stuck with movement — not for punishment, but for power • That your apartment became a place you’re proud of — decluttered, styled with intention, full of light and softness • That you built new habits — around food, rest, budgeting, boundaries • That you made space for connection — even if it wasn’t romantic yet • That you took yourself seriously without losing your playfulness • That you didn’t abandon your voice — especially when it shook • That you found some clarity about what’s next — even if just the next right step If some of these things didn’t happen, that’s okay too. I just want you to know what I was dreaming for us — and that I never gave up on you.

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