A letter from August 28th, 2023

Dear FutureMe, we discharged from the psych hospital this morning (7 months ago). today things still feel extremely bleak and insurmountable. are they better yet? have you gotten any grad school acceptances yet? do you have a plan for where you’ll live yet? do you have a move planned? did you make it through mom dying okay? are you doing okay? i can’t imagine what it’s going to be like. i’m going to go home and hug her today as soon as i can. love you, love, me (you)