A letter from December 10th, 2015

Dear FutureMe, This is you, from five years ago. The broken, confused and ready to explode version of yourself. I am sure you got past all that by now, but are you still the same? If you are, then am disappointed. Oh wait, am not because am pretty sure you survived alot more shit now. In fact I couldn't be more proud of you. Let me remind you at what point in your life you wrote this to you. You had just broken up with him. But well things were clearly not over between you two. And then there was this other guy who liked you. But you didn't go for it cause well, him. You missed your dad, but he continues to be an asshole. You didn't know what to do for your mother. You had cut alot of your friends from your life. You were lonely and listening to music out on your terrace when you decided to write this. You've really come a long way from there. And whatever shit you're going through now, trust me, you're gonna get through it. Just like you did five years ago. You will figure it out. I hope you've become the independent woman you've always aspired to be. If your not I hope you're getting there at least. Even if your arnt, its okay. Remember what you always said "I wanna make God's belly laugh, glad that he gave life to someone who appreciates the gift." Please be that girl. Oh, you are beautiful. Happy Birthday. :* With love, Past you.