A letter from January 25th, 2018

Dear FutureMe, What's up? I guess. I wonder how you've dealt with all of your problems you had when you were 13. Did you finally break free? I hope you did because I'm sorta dying here. I wish life had a pause, rewind, and fast forward button to solve everything. I have so many things I'd love to start over and make a better decision with. It's kinda too late for that, though. Right now I'm just going with it and trying to take chances. Maybe I will fix everything. Goodbye, and I'll see you in 7 years.