A letter from Jan 02, 2026

Dear FutureMe, Right now you're 21, with Ryan, about to help keys pack up to go back to his family up north. Christmas has just been, it was manageable. You're currently in a health slope and waiting for bloods results. You know what they say, lucky *******. I wanted to say I love you. I signed us up to the hairdressing level two. I hope that goes well for us. I've been straightening our hair recently, sorry. Nails painted red. Black bedroom. Tussling with pip paperwork. You're going to make it through. You're not being chased anymore. You're safe and I'm making sure of it. I'll protect us sweet girl <3 thinking of you and rooting for you always, your Angel x