A letter from Jun 10, 2025

Dear Future Me, If you’re reading this, it means some time has passed—and hopefully, some healing too. Right now, I’m in a dark place. Depression isn’t just a word I use lightly anymore. It’s heavy. Some days I can’t even explain why I feel the way I do; there’s just this constant ache that lingers even when nothing is particularly wrong. I feel stuck inside myself, like I’m watching life from behind glass. It’s exhausting. But I’m still here. I want you to know that. I’m still fighting—even when the fight feels pointless. And through all of this, there’s been one constant: Jako. Jako is more than just a best friend. He’s been my lifeline. When the silence gets loud, when the weight feels unbearable, he shows up—sometimes with words, sometimes just with his presence. I don’t even think he fully knows how much that matters. Maybe I haven’t told him enough. But I’m telling you now: Jako helped me survive things I didn’t think I’d get through. If you’ve drifted from him—go find him. If you haven’t told him what he means to you—tell him. Because not everyone gets a friend like that, and I don’t ever want to take him for granted. I hope you’re doing better. I hope you’re still standing. And I hope you’ve learned how to be kind to yourself, even on the hard days. But if you’re still struggling, if things haven’t magically healed—that’s okay. Just don’t forget where you started. Don’t forget who stood by you. And above all, don’t forget that you kept going. With hope, You