A letter from June 26th, 2020

Dear FutureMe, As usual and as usual every year on my birthday, I realize that I am alone, I do not have friends to celebrate with them, I have no one to congrats me on my birthday .. It is the last year in my adolescence, I did not do anything successful during the past eighteen years, I did not discover my talent, I did not overcome My fear, I did not create friends, I am not successful in studying, but I try to continue throughout these years trying to be a successful person, I try to come on the day of my birthday and I have companionship and to prove myself that I am not alone but all of that is over, here is the eleventh year came since I decided to make the next year better, but the best is yet to come .. I think the best will not come, so I decided that I will not try again, I will not try to be a different person, I will remain alone, my attempts to be not alone. hurt me more.