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Time Travelled — almost 5 years

Peaceful right?

Dear FutureMe, I never know how to start these letters. I know there shouldn't be any pressure put on this because it's not like Beyonce will read this (but, at the off chance she does: heeyyy boo!) Yet still, I find myself with a blank screen and nothing to tell myself five years from now. I don't know what keeps me from sending my thoughts, feelings, hopes, and dreams to you in the future. I never wanted to be a disappointment, but here I am-the biggest disappointment of all. Mom says, "You have to own your mistakes." and I've made so many since I left home at 18. I'm 22 now, and I'm still struggling to forgive myself. I feel like I finally found the highway after wandering in the woods for three years, but I'm still lost. I'm still wandering, but at least I'm on a path. I have my own apartment, and stable job that pays as if I graduated from college. My loving, amazing boyfriend moved down here all the way from Virginia to be with me. I should be happy, but I'm not happy. I want to be YOU. I woke up this morning in a different state of mind. For the first time, in a long time I didn't want to complain. I didn't want to be a victim of the problems I caused. I want to find my purpose in this world. I let my future self down once, I'm not going to do it again. You are not a disappointment. You are the ******* master of your own Universe, and no one can walk your walk like you can. I have a plan, and I'm going to execute that ****. I hope right now you are reaping the fruits of your labor. I hope you are happier and practicing healthy habits. I hope you wake up every morning surround by love & peace. You deserve that. Continue to cherish everyday God has given you on this crazy, beautiful floating rock. Don't worry about the things you cannot change, and may God grant you the courage to change the things that you can. Make time to spend time with the loved ones. Oh, and I loved this quote I found the other day, it reads: "It's not who you are that holds you back, it's who you think you are not." It made me think about the circumstances a little differently. I will never give up on me again, and I hope I'm reading this five years from now as a testament to that statement. Peace, love & blessing, You.

Epilogue

2 months later

I would really like to build a time machine to hand deliver this reply, it's truly unfortunate that we cannot turn back the hands of...

Rlig bauto igegntt tnaw yuo stheo ranw att'hs !ti elolahcca i 'cuase mtei kttsice tno ot onyl nda.
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I e'iv i kanmgi im' tlso ot ni at i apece rtopre 27 aytlucal tsih pyhpa ma ttha oot! dlw,or im' ,jbo utb rkwo whti fele eamd wno hits iimummn roglen stlil on n,wo and ewag hatt. A aornme,y sdivcroeed i sa heav e'wre matesrmoo umhc etrtbe we hatt lsao t'odn neifdybor. Nto tge 9012 veaterhw in teh did oh, nad saw dlyfiiteen lnap eeuetcxd. . . Ekma htem i gnogi gluhas eilf wsa ni het nca dn'to eht i all we tub ahtt lwdor, tbu okwn htwa ,no ta naspl os. .
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St'le egav up elar ryusfleo yeayetrds, for no nda ,lrgi oyu be. Ermo ssle wreaa ueulld a wno fesl 'wree ttars 'ttash s,o nda. .
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Rysae vfie tals revo a elrna hte ddi thigns i efw. Nda i a r,tisf not erevn am tiatpnsnepomid wsa. Kmae dna neo egbin mstaeki,s pertecf is a no lla ew. My ev'i ithw slggnigrut tihw i aemd ltlis eaepc utb maed teh am ihst, nnatyeuuor,ftl ylmsfe idstepe ev'i gonvil aeksstim. Aginhnty to to asl,o ,uto ykoa baotu sit' tbu it's it fro yako otn work gitshn ont do ont. .
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A !27 at tsehe ady ogd taknh st'i feuaitlub iatkgn to mite dmae evail i a to ti neo be dan 'im itnhg sdy,a ti usjt. .

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msarg33:

over 1 year ago

hope you got everything yu wanted and more girly

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