A letter from Jan 18, 2025

hi, future me. here i am again. last year, at this same time, i cried because i didn't make it. i didn't get into college. so i moved on. i've grown and became a better, strong person. but today, after a whole year improving and trying to achieve my dreams, i'm almost failing again. it's hard to be positive. it's hard to think about all the things i've accomplished when, a year later, i feel the same as before. maybe it wasn't meant to be. maybe i'm just not good enough for it. i'm writing this because i want to know: did we make it? are we doing something different now? because i'm so tired of failing. this frustration ***** me. it's like i'm stuck in a difficult time where everybody lives and improves while i'm fated to be a weak version of me. weird, huh? weird how i reduce myself to this. but i can't help it. i should be able to achieve that! i should be in college so then i could be working with it and not feeling like a burden. i want to feel proud of myself and i want my family to be proud of myself. i don't wanna feel like a burden anymore. so, future me, did we make it?