A letter from May 20th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, I hope you're happier now. I hope you understand yourself more and love yourself more and maybe even found someone who has shown you, unconditional love. If not, that's okay. Know that those who were meant to be in your life are and those who weren't meant to stay didn't, and that's okay. I hope you took that vacation, and dyed your hair that color and treated yourself to something nice. I hope you're following your passions and living your life for yourself and no one else. I hope when you cry these days it's not because you don't feel like living but because you stubbed your toe really hard or put on hand sanitizer unaware of the papercut you had on your finger. Tears are a part of the life of course but I hope you save those tears solely for the small inconveniences of life and not merely from living life itself. I'm writing this to you because as low as I feel right now, a small part of me still sees the potential in you. I want you to know that I'm proud of you for still going and that I love you