A letter from Oct 20, 2025

Dear FutureMe, I'm writting you because I'm not sure if I'm really going to be there to read this letter in the future. I know, I know this is just a bad time for me, that things will get better and this will be just a year to laugh at, and I'm really trying to be strong, but it's difficult. It really is. I feel alone, trapped, and like I have no one to talk to, but what I'm most afraid of is not getting better. I didnt mind a few months ago feeling like this, I thought it was a thing of one week, but I've felt like this for almost this whole year. I just want friends. Real friends that love me, that care for me, but always on both ways. ¿Does it get better? I really hope it does.