Public letters from the past

Time Travelled — 12 months

Epilogue

A letter from January 16th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, I am thankful for losing weight. I am thankful for becoming TikTok famous. I am thankful for being popular. I am thankful for get in the house I want. I am thankful for having a lot of money. I am thankful for my boyfriend. I am thankful for all of my friends. I am thankful for being pretty. I am thankful for going to the countries i’ve been. I am thankful for getting my nails d...

Time Travelled — about 9 years

Epilogue

A letter from December 9th, 2012

Dear old FutureMe, Damn 25 are you really so old? Already gray hair? Just to remind you here is your 16 years old past. How is it going? I mean generelly everything all right? Are you still as happy as you know? locking forward to every single day and enjoing it even if it is shit? Well I know you so you are all right if not why? sort that out fast it is your 25th birthday and you don't h...

Time Travelled — almost 11 years

hey buddy

Dear Future Noah, This is your dad speaking. I'm writing to you on December 20th, 2010. I'm having this email sent TEN YEARS from now, when you will be 13! I expect that by that point we will not communicate nearly as much as we do now, while you are 3. That's gonna suck. At the ripe old age of 3, you're pretty awesome. I hope that by the time you turn 13, you haven't turned into eve...

Time Travelled — 12 months

A letter from January 1st, 2021

Dear FutureMe, To Be Read: December 20th, 2021 Greetings from January- and a slightly younger, but hopefully more tired and more bitter version of you. What I mean by this, is that today I am tired and bitter, but a year from now- I hope to be pleasantly surprised by how life has unfolded over the last 11 months. I am writing this intention and manifestation-filled letter to put my hop...

Time Travelled — 12 months

A letter from December 19th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, You're typing this email now, at 12.18am on 20th December. This was what you were feeling. Hurt, disappointed, emotional, confused and most of all, you just wished you did things differently because you're here now feeling the same exact feelings you swore it wouldn't happen again. Broke. You're so stressed about money because you've spent so so much on people and things...

Time Travelled — 12 months

A letter from December 15th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, I hope you're happier than you are the day you're writing this. Are you? π‘―π’‚π’‘π’‘π’š? Or are you secretly isolating your pain? Hiding it? I want you to know that you 𝒂𝒓𝒆 good enough, pretty enough, and smart enough. You 𝒂𝒓𝒆 enough--no matter how much you doubt yourself. 𝑫𝒐𝒏'𝒕; don't doubt yourself. Doubt kills more dreams than failure ever will. You can do anything you set your mind...

Time Travelled — almost 16 years

Epilogue

For Sarah

Dear Sarah, I'm writing this on Dec. 10, 2005, while you're away with your girls. Oh, I love you. I found this site while "stumbling," hitting a button on the browser that takes you to random websites. Instead of writing a letter to my future self, I thought I'd rather write one to my wife. My worst nightmare right now, is that I have Huntington's Disease, and will someday end up s...

Time Travelled — almost 5 years

Love yourself like I love you x2

Dear FutureMe, If you did your math right (which is entirely possible that you didn't), you turned 35 today. Back on your 30th birthday you opened a FutureMe email that you wrote to yourself several years prior. Go back and read it. It made you bawl. When you wrote this, you had recently started your position at Americollect as a collector. You had your loving husband, your lazy doxie, C...

Time Travelled — 12 months

A letter from December 4th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, I am writing to let go. To let go of the many things that have held me back from living my life fully. To let go of all of the days when my life felt like it had fallen apart, when my burdens felt too great to manage, when my experiences created a numbness inside of me, and all of the times I have slid down the wall in tears from the feelings of helplessness. I am ...

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