A letter from Jan 30, 2024

Time Travelled — over 1 year

Peaceful right?

Dear maram, its jan 29th, its technically the 30th bcs its 6am. im writing this bcs i spent the past hour crying bs of a message i received abt my looks, i wasnt really doing great before but hearing someone say the words ive been secretely saying to myself broke me, and i have no one to talk to but you. i had thoughts abt ******* myself a lot this past month, i cant stand looking at myself in the mirror and watching the hideous person staring back at me, i cant stand seeing everyone else having friendships and relationships while i have nothing, i hate myself and i hate the way i look, i hate every single part of my body and dont want to live anymore, im only here bcs its a sin to **** myself i honestly thought when i turned 18, id be over this hatred for myself and id be living my life to the fullest with friends and people who appreciate me but helas here i am, a full adult writing a letter to her future self after a breakdown at 6am and having no one to talk to. (im not gonna wake up my mom she deserves rest, and i cant let her know that her own child hates living this much) i have nothing planned and no future career in mind, everyone else seems to have their life together while im studying in la fac and will probably end up jobless and dead at 20 please answer me,did we lose weight? did we fix our pcos situation? do we have friends now? do we have a stable career in mind? do we finally have someone in our life who appreciates us? will i ever look at myself in the mirror and like what i see? if youre reading this, i just want to let you know how proud i am of you for making it through nights like this, we went through a lot throughout the years and im so ******* proud of you for pushing through everything and i sincerely hope youve learnt to love and appreciate yourself for who you are, i hope youll never feel how im feeling rn ever again. i love you so much and remember even through all of this, we will always have each other, just you and me.

Epilogue

9 months later

Hello my dear,
It truly hurts to read this back almost 3 years later. I can still feel your pain.
To answer your questions, yes you will look in the...

Epphan ot nlear yrf,lusoe fro taht vhea to oles pipaaecrte ’dintd orrirm ithegw you dna to. Nad dan eahv athe olok ahet tisll khtin i dboy i i asdy sdya ewerh how mi’ whree my tteryp ehav i. But mvdipeor hte we os uhrohugott easyr umch ahve. Huhrtgo ytoeclpmle for no go ouy pbakeur lliw sles you was eereyltxm hitw nda dan eth rdha a yrtdsoe siecn apreoitislhn enbe will tnah gyu ts’i i it em tnhmso wto iwle,h fof uct a vteoncorsina ilev. Did fo,f uct neev it eh i n’didt. Owh veah rhwto evryoeen epercts on mfslye eth sjut fo i dan reac esfl tbi noto ttesisghl em whoss. Rof i tonntce ym lduco lcfeeprty fnaelttyournu btu hwsi reayn i on i be won tsuj inlvig teh. Ron,pes stth’a cera venre at rfo etlsa torhane fo yaonpmc and tog i eyt lllif,uf eht i ghiomsent nda to yarne ont otufnlutyraen. Llist is htngsioem ot go revy eahv nsleniseol ew grhhtou chum eyyvdera. .
Ot ot ruo namy ot!!h! eht mholiadespcc ear su tdeacepc anelrpso we we ot lot a eeutinisrvis in uro lrytucner ecsposr ew got go ilinfzaign seilv adn. Em tuo illts eht decaelb i ellw tub nad psstraop hpeo ryhnevegti egos si igetssnrs owelh. . ): ti meda ew.
Oyu i iyrlg vleo. Gsntr,o too osgrnt uoy ofr cuhm ysnigta ’im nkaht tagsniy so gdo nkosw. Nodgi dan acn do guispnh ghuro slpyoibs ebst ot htrhoug i ahpct teg torughh het mi’ htsi. Be nawt life fro my to gliivn a i g,tniehos”m i to nodt’ anwt onjye tctsanno ngt“geti thgohru. Recasd i be awtn dteha fo ot. .

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