A letter from May 15th, 2021

Dear FutureMe, This is gonna be cringe, But I hope corona is over by then. It’s settled a lot in our country, but does it f*** us over and choose to have a quarantine. How’s dad and his gf? Don’t worry, I don’t hate her, she tries her best. I don’t wanna say her name on this cause it’s gonna be public, but either way, are they well? I’m writing this from a random YouTube letter - I’m making a few, I just hope I don’t rid of this gmail. - how’s school going, 15th of May 2022? Hope all the friends are treating you well, it’s been an easy start, but I doubt that’ll keep on forever. Let’s hope. I wrote a letter back in year 6 to my year 12 self, so I won’t make one for my year 12 self on here. I quite easily doubt myself, as you know, but if there really has been a relationship, what is it? Who with? Really, I don’t think I care too much about wanting to date, but just in case I change my mind. Are you getting out more? Going out on the weekend with your friends? Or keeping to yourself in your little haven of your room? I feel like crying for some reason. Maybe to do with the fastness of life? Maybe something otherwise. I wanna know how you look? Have you changed for beauty standard sakes? Your own health sakes? Or just are yourself, aka me, not too unhealthy. I really have no idea what will happen. Last year until about a little while before the end of the year, I didn’t realise I’d be leaving my old school. I love it, I wanted to since I was little. They were mean, they would pick on me sometimes. But then again, we were kinda close like a little family. It was so small. OH, have you made NEW friends yet again? Lost a few? I’m scared for that. It’ll be a year and a bit from when I met them. Part time job - did you get it or weasel out of it like the chicken we are. The uncomfortableness too much? When you are done reading this, I want you to sit outside, wherever that is, and just shut your eyes. It could be stressful, but in the end, It’ll turn out okay. Bye future me, because I have no more words to say