A letter from April 20th, 2015

Dear FutureMe, Are you hanging in there? God, I hope you are. Things might have been tough in middle and high school. I mean, bullying wasn't a problem, you weren't too worried about being in the city, it's mostly just always denying yourself. Always letting yourself down by thinking you're not what people want from you. You always thought that you would screw up time and time again, but the truth is, your accomplishments overlap your mistakes by a long shot, no matter what. Not everyone can handle the high school drama, or the shitty depression and mood swings, but you have to remember that you made it through. Maybe you're doing something totally different than what you thought you were going to do. Maybe graphic designing isn't for you, but hopefully what you're doing right this very second, is a total change from all the bullshit from the start. Hopefully, and god damn I mean it, you made it through high school clean, ending with grades that you're truly proud of, not getting into the dumb shit that a lot of others get into, and most of all, keeping the most important people in your life with you until the end. Throughout your journey through life, you better have one hell of a ride. Do some crazy shit that you would never have expected you would get the chance to do. Go skydiving with the girl of your dreams, get out and explore the world one country at a time, do what makes you happy. You're expected to lose people along your journey, you're expected to fall down a few times, make mistakes, but most of all, you have to expect yourself to pick your shit up and try again, because Life will tear you apart if you don't fight back.