A letter from Jul 25, 2025

Time Travelled — about 1 year

Peaceful right?

Dear Anxious Dweller, I don’t know what you’re going through right now, but I can sense that you’re struggling to understand things—and maybe everything feels as messy as you are. Right now, you’re probably happy, sad, or confused. But I truly hope you will someday find a reason to live better—to laugh hard, just like you did earlier while having dinner with Ate Cath, Monique, and Dave. I hope you find someone to love with all your heart—so much that you’ll never regret knowing what love is, despite the strange and uncertain feelings it brings. I hope you discover the little things that make you love yourself even more. I hope you make new friends and still stay in touch with the old ones. Remember: nothing is impossible in this world. This moment—right now—is just the beginning of discovering what possible truly means. I know you’re anxious. I know you’re still blaming yourself for not doing well enough, for being irresponsible, for being a disappointment—again. But know this: your future self is waiting, ready to take on a new adventure in life. So hang in there, and please—don’t lose hope. In time, you will make it. You will make it happen—the dreams you’ve been wishing for. You have so much to offer. So don’t give up. Stay alive long enough to see the world and be part of its changes. If the world can allow itself to change, then who are you to deny yourself a chance to grow, to change, and to begin again? Understand that every decision you’ve made—yesterday, today, and even tomorrow—is your best solution at the time, born from a place of searching and surviving. May God bless you always. And may you always carry Him in your mind and heart. Best of luck in life, KJM

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