A letter from Jun 12, 2025

Dear FutureMe, I hope you’re doing well in six months and becoming the person you’ve always dreamed of. Maybe you forgot what I wanted to say, so I’m reminding you now. Right now, you keep making the same mistakes that feel like they’re ruining your life. But it’s not the end. Mistakes don’t define you. You always find a way to stand up and fight. This is one of the hardest times. You lost the girl you loved the most, and at the same time, you lost a friend who betrayed you. That hurt is deep. I trusted him too much. Losing her is my biggest regret. I still love her, but it’s too late to fix things. When I turned 18, I struggled with depression and anxiety. Nothing seemed to heal the pain. At 21, I found a good job and felt happy for a while. But soon after, I fell back into darkness—addicted to games, lust, and love. It was the worst period; I even thought about suicide. Then I found a purpose: to build an animation studio. I started alone, without support, learning from YouTube and pushing myself. I made real progress—I completed projects and felt proud. But then I fell again, giving into lust and ruining everything. I had two relationships at once, abandoned my goals, and lost love, friendship, and myself. Right now, all I have is myself. I’m tired, and sometimes I want to give up. But if you’re reading this, it means I’m still alive. That means I didn’t give up. I hope in six months you’ve changed—no more lust, no more depression. I hope you’ve become a better man, for yourself and those around you. Dear Piseth in six months, I believe in you. You can overcome this. Your past self is counting on you. 😊 And to Pheak—I will always remember you. You were kind and innocent. I loved you deeply and maybe one day I’ll find you again. Written by Piseth Thursday, June 12, 2:35 PM It’s raining outside your rented room. Goodbye for now. See you. 😊