A letter from January 25th, 2018

Dear FutureMe, How does it feel to be 21? Are you doing adult things? Are you even still alive? I'm your depressed, 12 year old self. Did you get that handled yet? If not, it's time to get your life together and enjoy yourself. Take this as your sign, and be a person. A /living/ person. If you're not depressed anymore, keep reading. Questions: So, how's life? Do you have a good career in mind? What about friends? How far has technology come? Are 3d pens used in school yet? How far has society progressed? Homosexuals aren't outlawed or anything, right? My Now, Your Past: You probably want to remember how life was like, so here you have it. I met Reine in 6th grade (2016, age 11), but we only had one class together, so we weren't the best of friends. I had a HUGE crush on her. This was the year that I swapped from homeschooling to public school, which is also the main reason I have depression. I hated that school year. Next comes 7th grade, and I change a lot. I can't tell you everything that happened in 7th grade because I'm currently IN 7th grade, but I can say some stuff. Reine is in 3 of my classes and the robotics club, so we're good friends. She is the sole reason I'm still able to feel happy right now. I have pushed aside my crush on her because I don't think we have mutual feelings, but I still love her more than anything. She has made me laugh so many times; she's the best thing that could ever happen to me. At one point, it was even rumored that we were dating. I didn't mind much, mostly because I wished it was true. Although, it did make me want to back off a bit, considering I was obvious enough for the school to think I liked her. One time, my other friend, Elizabeth, pointed out that I cling to Reine, but not to anyone else. At this point, I just try to be myself around her. I think she thinks I'm asexual aromantic, but I'm not, at least according to what I feel right now. I just remembered that this was suppose to be about me, not Reine. It doesn't matter; Reine makes me happy. Happy birthday me. Remember: don't hide yourself for anyone. I'm doing that now, and it's not fun. Remove the mask, and enjoy your life. Goodbye.