A letter from Aug 17, 2022

Dear idiotic me, Let's be realistic we both never wanted to type this out but you know we just get through it because eventually, this won't matter and by the time you see this you'll be like oh, I did that now, it doesn't matter. We both know you're not the we're not the talkative type but with time you'll need to understand that once you begin to put yourself out there that you'll soon understand that nobody really cares about what you do or how you do it you just have to do it... although you'd ignore mom's suggestions deep down you know we need it but ignore it in the attempt to be a "normal teenager". Hopefully, by now you've ignored other people's opinions and gotten to know yourself better, and taking care of yourself better because, in the end, you have nobody truly to love but love yourself. At the time that I’m writing this, I don’t really have any true goals that I want to pursue because I think the government is wack and eventually I’ll be searching for a 9-5 job or one with a flexible schedule, hopefully, you’ll break out of that mentally and start to actually do things you like. Are you really happy though?