Recent Letters from the past

Time Travelled — 12 months

A letter from Jul 17, 2025

Ma chère future moi, Je sais que tu ressens beaucoup. Parfois trop. Je sais aussi que tu te demandes souvent si tu es « en retard », si tu devrais déjà avoir agi, changé, tout quitté, tout reconstruit. Mais laisse-moi te dire une chose essentielle : tu es exactement là où tu dois être. Tu n’es pas perdue. Tu es en transition. Tu es en train d’écouter ce que beaucoup n’écoutent jamais...

Time Travelled — 12 months

A letter from Jul 17, 2025

Dear FutureMe, Yo, so how was the first year, I imagine fall semester and spring semester were fun, hopefully. Summer prob boring af. Idk how things are goin with girls but prob the same as they are now 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️. hopefully you acheived your goals of straight A and solid clubs for film weightlifting and engineering, if not no stress but if there isnt a truly valid reason than change that shi ...

Time Travelled — 12 months

A letter from Jul 17, 2025

Dear FutureMe, I hope you've got everything you dreamed of. you're married now and that's pretty exciting, remember how the honey moon was awesome? i know this past few years have been a big learning curve and hopefully you're now on the way out of that so that you can live the life you've always wanted. without fear and judgement, just being unapologetically you. always remember how hard...

Time Travelled — 12 months

A letter from Jul 17, 2025

Dear FutureMe, Right now I’m more motivated than ever to find employment, I know I can’t change the future but I hope in a year I’ve found an internship or I can build a full stack website. I hope to be able to pay dad back for college and maybe even get a new tattoo (shouts out rinzinart)

Time Travelled — 12 months

A letter from Jul 17, 2025

Dear rick (One Year From Now), Hey, man. It’s me — You. Just about a year ago. You’re probably in finals right now… or maybe already a Mechatronics Engineer. Either way, if you’re reading this, you made it through. That’s already something to be proud of. It’s been almost a year since you had the vasectomy. You’re 22 now. Recently graduated, hopefully — or maybe applying again if things di...

Time Travelled — 12 months

A letter from Jul 18, 2025

Dear FutureMe, Happy birthday to you. You’re 21 years old now. It’s time to face the more harsh reality. Hope you manage to get a proper job rather than ad-hoc jobs to fund your bills and your expensive maintenance girlfriend. Hope you still last long with her. Anyways, hope you clear all your debts and what you have owed to people and give them voluntarily back. It will make you feel better ...

Time Travelled — 12 months

A letter from July 17th, 2025

Dear FutureMe, spent three hours (almost) applying for jobs. It’s so defeating and depressing. With no real career the pay isn’t even enough to cover our rent. I’m scared we’re going to end up homeless for real. If I didn’t have Jo to worry about I’d deal with being homeless somehow but although Jo is technically an adult they are neurodivergent and things are different for them. I see no answ...

Time Travelled — 12 months

A letter from Jun 30, 2025

Dear FutureMe, Han pasado muchas cosas últimamente. Hoy recibí la carta que escribí hace cinco años. Cómo una premonición, la recordé hacer unos cuantos días, sabía que tendría que estar llegando durante este año. Decía muchas cosas. Me sorprendió saber que parecía tener ordenados sus pensamientos en medio de todo lo que decía. ... Extraño mucho la preparatoria. Me di cuenta de que esta...

Time Travelled — 12 months

A letter from July 17, 2025

Dear FutureMe, I'm hurting. I miss the past and a future I'll never know. I found this letter I wrote almost 3 years ago:I'm sitting in the car in my driveway. I just ran out to shoppers in the pouring rain. Maybe I can blame it on the rain. When the weather’s like this, it’s almost as if the world is crying with me. Maybe it’s because I’m listening to our playlist that’s not really ours anymo...

Time Travelled — 12 months

A letter from Jul 18, 2025

Dear Future Me, These days, I’m not happy and satisfied with my life. My heart rates for no clear reason is high, my work is exhausting, and life feels is painfully. My husband is binamus and I feel bored, I know I must keep going and try even harder. I believe I can rebuild my life into something I truly love. One day, you’ll look back and see how far we've come. Right now, my dream li...