A letter from May 09, 2026

Dear FutureMe, Your last letter arrived 2 years earlier, so I guess it's time to send a new one. Unfortunatelly, this won't arrive until you're 31... Anyway, how are you doing? I want to know everything! In the past 3 years (since I last read a letter), a lot of things changed. Có died. Minerva too. Those events broke our heart. I can't even think about it without shreding into tears. A lot of other people have passed since then too: aunt Marlene, Rebeca's mother, Ginha and Dalva, 2 students in a car accident (one of which was criminal), 1 student due to diabetes complications, 1 student due to an undiagnostised heart disease and another choke. We lost a lot of people. Hosnetly, I'm kinda tired of this. I'm thinking about ***** a lot, but I guess it's Clarice Lispector's fault (we've been reading Água Viva), which makes me very anxious (one of the reasons I'm in therapy now). But let's talk about other things, shall we? We didn't move to a small town, we're still living in Vitória da Conquista but spending half the week in a rural area called Lagoa Grande. Which brings me to my new questions: at the time I wrote this letter, I was studying for CACD and ont he waiting list of Ifbaiano. Are we teaching at IfBaiano or are we still on the waiting list? Or, even better, have we passed CACD? We figure it out that we didn't want to be teachers for the rest of our lives. Do we still feel the same? Ah, you bought your first car on 2025 and drowned into debt. But you were ok with it, because you were a public servant. Keep things this way, please. You ran out of time to finish your dissertation, left the program returned, finish it all but never got your diploma (please do it). You also had an eye surgery (and now you don't wear glasses anymore). Your best friend moved to Dubai, your other best friend married and is a mother now. You're still with Juliano and I hope things continue this way. If things don't work out between you too, at least keep him in your life. I think I'm about to cry hahah Life is good. It's not exactly where you want it right now, but it's how you wanted it in the past. The problem is that you always want more. I hope Juliano has finished his master degree and passed the Banco do Brasil exam (or any other). I hope you find the guts to talk about the fact that IF you become a diplomat someday, he's gonna have to leave his family behind. Please, call you mother, your father and Mainha more. They miss you and you miss them. Please, stay alive. I love life. I don't know, I don't have many things to say. My life changed, but stayed the same in the past 3 years. I hope things get better in the future, but I also hope the goods things keep the same. best regards, Your past self.