A letter from October 4th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, today is October 5th of 2020. I spent the entire day in bed, I am currently having a depression relapse, and I feel like I can’t rely on my friends for support, they are dealing with their own things and I need space right now, sadly some of them don’t understand and I am currently too tired to explain again. I am supper nervous about college. I start the day after tomorrow and I feel so sunken. That’s how I am doing emotionally. I am trying to create an app and I really enjoy technology stuff, I feel so smart and empowered and the bonus is that I can prove people wrong. I really enjoy expression through art and writing. This is what I see you doing. I wonder if we are okay, if you feel the same comfort that I feel when walking the avenue, when driving in the rain, when standing in a building and looking down at night and see the streets. I wonder if we share the same dreams, and goals, and values and friends. I wonder if we are intrinsically the same. I hope you are better, and you are doing better. But if we so happen to be the same, I’ll love you as much if we weren’t at all.