A letter from September 22nd, 2019

Dear One month future me, Hey I hope you’re alive. Feeling quite awful. I have no appetite,I’m constantly anxious and tired. I’m not interested in doing anything. I’m behind in all my classes. My whole existence feel like a burden. I wanna be dead or just completely start over. I don’t wanna feel like this. This is set to be a month from now. Maybe it’s better for you,or maybe you’re having a ******** time than I am. **** gets better. Just wait through whatever **** is happening.