A letter from September 20th, 2019

Dear FutureMe, I hope you are better. I hope your heart is repaired and you find yourself where you want to be. It’s senior year, make the best of it. I hope that you have everything you ever wished for; you more then deserve it. If you ever think other wise, remember all the things you gave up, all the things you sacrificed to make other people happy, this is your chance make things the way you want and don’t take no for an answer. We are fighting to be loved and sadly losing that battle. But I hope you've won the war. Life is extremely difficult in this moment and I pray that you will read this and chuckle. Chuckle at the irony of worrying about something that turned out so well. That would be the best feeling in the world. I hope it's happening for you now. If you are not better-- if your heart is in disrepair and you are in a place you do not want to be-- then know that this letter was simply addressed too early. That the time will come. Try again. You'll get it right someday. Love, You